On a shelf all alone,
Its gold as cold as a winter stone,
The object that made me so,
Will always last, and never go.
Inspiring me was what it did,
And without a doubt, it did succeed.
A soul that will never sin,
Only motivating me to keep up the win.
A coach that saw potential,
KNEW this object would be essential.
A trophy that had meaning,
Was one thing that I was needing.
The feeling I would never forget,
When I received my special object.