Woolard poem

you may not know this,

but i very much look up to you.

i fear that you see when i miss,

and everytime i don't follow through.

raised with no father, 

i look for someone to look to...

whether you realize this or not

that is why i look up to you.

Every praise you giv me,

when on the courts,

i admire you as my oach,

i try to impress you, but always fal short.

but when i hugged you,

you said "love you bunches"

i filled with joy inside,

i could have done a hundred crunches.

I admire you as a coach,

and u'm scared to say the other.

Though you are a teacher,

i kinda look up to you like a father...