Steven Gerrard - A tribute in verse
As Steven Gerrard exits the realm of competitive football, we pay tribute via verse. If ever someone deserved a poem for their diligence and contribution towards one entity, Steven Gerrard is the one. You may walk away now Captain, but you will never walk alone!
Oh my Captain, as you call it a day,
Know that no player shall ever hold such sway;
Over Reds fans' hearts as you have done,
For years on end - the timeless one!
Stories of your feats shall be told,
For decades to come, without getting old;
A Huyton-born Scouser whose tale began,
As just another local kid, a Liverpool fan;
Walking into the academy aged eight,
Neither you nor we aware of the turn of fate;
Your talent and commitment slowly shone through,
And you became those among a chosen few;
To don that prized Red shirt for the first team,
Time and again, memories of which make us gleam;
Not one to give in without a fight,
Single-handedly winning games on many a night;
That booted right foot which made us delightfully scream,
Your presence alone enough to make us dream;
Crunching tackles, headers, screamers - name it,
We know your name son, we know it!
Of all players to have ever shaken the Kop,
Know that your name will always be among the top;
For, not many could claim to have done in their prime,
Choosing their boyhood club over some more dime;
Two words in return would be thank you,
Better still is to say, we love you;
You leave behind a legacy, an aura,
Infinite memories of a bygone era;
When “Gerraaaaard” was by itself an exclamation,
Of sheer joy, a goal and certain jubilation;
Your playing days may have drawn to a close,
We'll still wait for you to walk through the Anfield doors;
As a legend, coach or a fan,
Just the way it all began!
You're a Red through and through, one of our own,
Know Captain, You'll never walk alone!