It's my first soccer game,
I can hardly wait.
Hurry up mom,
I don't want to be late.
I get to the field,
I can't help but smile.
My first soccer game,
I've waited a while.
The man blows the whistle,
we all start to run,
I chase after the ball,
this is so much fun.
I look at the ball,
it starts to roll.
I kick it really hard,
and it goes in the goal.
I look up at the big people,
there is a noise in the crowd.
But I kicked the ball,
I feel so proud.
A big man stands up,
and begins to shout.
"thats the wrong goal,
get that kid out"
I thought I did good,
but now I feel all alone.
This isn't fun anymore,
I want to go home.