The Lineman's Heart

Amidst the battle, on the front line,

Stands the lineman, tough and fine,

A hero in his own right,

He fights with all his might.

Through rain and shine, through sweat and tears,

He stands firm, with no fears,

For he knows his job is crucial,

In this game, he is the muscle.

He's the protector, the wall,

That keeps the quarterback from a fall,

He takes the hits, the hard knocks,

And never complains or talks.

But behind the helmet, beneath the pads,

Lies a heart that feels and gets sad,

For he too is human, with emotions,

He too feels the pain of commotions.

He misses his family, his friends,

But he knows he must make amends,

For the love of the game, for the team,

He must stay focused, his dream.

So here's to the lineman, strong and true,

Thank you for all that you do,

Your emotional strength, your heart,

Is what sets you apart.

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To all who have read this poem, Thank you for taking the time to roam, Through the words that I have penned, I hope they've touched you in the end. May you remember the lineman's plight, And his emotional strength and might, May it inspire you in your own fight, To stay strong, and always shine bright. Thank you once again for reading, I hope my words have been fulfilling, May they linger in your heart and mind, And bring you peace, of the tranquil kind.