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Ode To My Pads

May 14, 2019
By Garrett_67 BRONZE, Lambertville, Michigan
Garrett_67 BRONZE, Lambertville, Michigan
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Made with leather, stretched and bruised

Bruised with pucks and damaged with ice

With two of them on my legs and one on each hand

Once for catching with mesh and netting

And the other with foam that can handle all you know

And the biggest pieces of all that stand out from them all

Are the pads on my legs with colors of cardinals in the snow

Without my pads my job can be done

And without my pads my life would hardly be any fun


The author's comments:

This poem is about my pads that I use when I play Hockey.


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