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my coach

my coach

My Coach 

I love this man with all that I am.
He is a man I can lean on
(see those shoulders?).
He is a man I can cry on.
He is a man who can hold me up when I need it.
He is a man that I can laugh with.
And he is a man who can cry with me.
I could never hope to find a better man than my Coach.

  •  October 3, 2010
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Being an adult is like looking both ways before you cross the street and then getting hit by an airplane.

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