The diver and the coach as still as a rock

Because the diver failed her dive because she balked

The coach’s eyes were filled disappointment and fear

But do not worry she will better next year

She will be better next year

Next year came around and she was a gold medal

Hurdling the board with a graceful hop

She pressed down the board as if it were a pedal

Soon she was flying airborne, and then a sudden drop

KaPlunk was her splash

KaPlunk was her splash

The diver was finally ready for her first meet

But now she had a terrible ache in her feet

The coach rubbed and tugged with all her might

But the ache was putting up a really good fight

It was the diver’s turn on the board

And the more she walked the more her feet soared

She tried to just push away the pain

And luckily to her gain

The diver delightfully dominated the meet

Which the coach thought was sweet

But she kept saying it’s only the first meet

It’s only the first meet

The next meet came and was full of thrills

The diver thanked her coach for making her do lots of drills

The diver could almost see the excitement in the air

When her name was called for gold and all was fair

Don’t get her wrong she was having a ball

But the next meet was really worth it all

The final meet was a success and all her dives were perfectly done

But when her name was called for silver it surprised a ton

She almost felt the gold medal around her neck

She could hear the crowd gasp in awe

She could smell the bitterness of her coach’s scowl

She could taste the sourness in her throat

No gold medal for the diver

She would settle with silver

There was a silence from the coach

And the diver shed a tear

But do not worry she will be better next year

She will be better next year