The Magic of Marching Band

When marchers stand in a two-by

The crowd roars as the music approaches

Smells of tailgating food and

The noise level from cheers and laughter roar in the stadium,

As the band marches onto the field

All of the hours in the heat finally pay off.

The sunburns and late nights on the field

The repitietions of drill set and scores of music

After sore feet and tired eyes

Once all are able to march the whole show in thier sleep,

The crowd then cheers for the band after the first note,

Everything turns magical

Seeing how a group of 200 plus band kids can make a crowd cheer

This is awesome.

When hard working young people are recognized every Saturday

For succedding in what the love,

This is Marching Band

This poem is about:

My community

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