Wednesday, September 9, 2009

POEM FROM COACH SUMMITT'S PLANNER

(Katie with coach Summitt)

You can love me
but only I can make me happy.
You can teach me
but only I can do the learning.
You can lead me
but only I can walk the path.
You can promote me
but I have to succeed.
You can coach me
but I have to win the game.
You can even pity me
but I have to bear the sorrow.
For the Gift of Love
is not a food that feeds me
It is the sunshine
that nourishes that which I must
finally harvest for myself.
So if you love me
don't just sing me your song
Teach me to sing,
for when I am alone,
I will need the melody.

~~ Dan Baker ~~

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