I want to write about you, but words fail me.
Because there’d be nothing new in anything that I’d inscribe about you that the world already hasn’t.
You know what’s poetry to me?
Watching you play.
The grace, the agility, the power, the strength you bring to the game is ethereal poetry, in motion.
You know the kind of joy that envelops the heart?
The kind that makes one brim with happiness?
I feel that everytime I see you win.
You’ve taught me to believe. To stay undaunted. To keep going.
You’ve proved pitfalls don’t deter a persevering heart.
Roger, you’re a legend. An epiphany.
There’s no one in the entire galaxy that can be you.
You come back stronger everytime the world thinks it’s time you bid farewell.
Immortals like you can never be written off.
Because you write history. The kind that’ll be preserved for inspiration and pride.
Stay unstoppable, Federer.
With all the love in my heart,