A poem from my girlfriend who is a die hard Middlesbrough fan
The great old game of football, has seen many grown men cry.
But never before,have we had to ask, the simple question WHY?
You leave your house so full of hope, and pray your team will win.
A draw is not an option, defeat is nothing but a sin.
But never before, has every fan, sent prayers to the same team.
Never before has a football fan, had to see the things they’ve seen.
They left their homes, they left their kin, their reds scarves waving high.
But no one knew the pain to come, no chance to say goodbye.
So let people say it’s just a game, and in retrospect it is.
But nothing unites a family, more than a tragedy like this.
So the KOP may sound much quieter, as the 96 are gone.
But the football family joins you, as we help you sing your song.
So Liverpool remember, our thoughts aren’t just a season loan.
From a football fan in Middlesbrough
‘You’ll never walk alone’
By Ruth A Nichols
Marske by the sea
Teesside
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