We’ve seen a week of red cards, yellow cards, teams being sent home.
The excitement and roars of the crowds,
The waving of flags, on side off side, and flags of joy as well as flags of tears.
A battle struggle of 55 years as the English rose to the Challenge this Wednesday Rose day.
The delicate, intricate petals that form the team, loving nurtured by their coach.
On the pitch off the pitch,
A pitchfork to dig deep to the roots,
A pitch stake to hold the tent up and standing,
A pitch of earth where the roses grow,
A small island we can call home,
May you find a rosy moment on and off the pitch,
A smile of enthusiasm to lead you to Rome,
A heart of joy at the centre of St. Peters,
Let your actions, thoughts, words,
Ring the bells in the square,
Let the fountains of joy shower you with,