Bentley house they went to play,
On a field, not making hay,
Skies of blue on a sunny day,
Not playing at home but playing away.
Ball and man and girl and all,
Fighting as one, chest out stand tall,
From whistle on, the fight didn’t stall
An epic day they will recall.
Battle scarred, bruised and sore,
The final whistle, they ran no more,
They tripped and fell across the grassy floor,
Skinned and bleeding from every pore.
You cannot buy the smiles of that day,
Comrades in arms a war in play,
United together to put on a display,
Creating a memory in the mind to replay…..
Adrian McKenna is a Social Care Professional ; he has worked for many years with young people and adults in residential care, detention services, mental health services and post-adoption services. He currently works with a large Dublin-based charity. He is a Member of Social Care Ireland, The Irish Association of Social Care Workers, Social Justice Ireland and sits on the Social Care Workers Board at CORU.
All views expressed are entirely my own unless otherwise stated and are not representative of any organisation or employer past , present or future.