Jason’s Hibernating

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 It is the bleak midwinter,
Crisp and enervating.
But though it’s chill,
Please shush! Be still,
For Jason’s hibernating.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A time for quiet reflection,
A time for contemplating,
A time for peace,
When matches cease,
And Jason’s hibernating.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 All of life is dormant,
Preparing, watching, waiting.
Hanging on
Till winter’s gone
While Jason’s hibernating.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The north wind has cold breath,
‘Tis most invigorating,
But why it blows
Nobody knows,
For Jason’s hibernating.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The lifeblood’s in his instep,
The pulse of goals gestating.
For thus his large,
Bless’d feet recharge,
While Jason’s hibernating.



What does Jason Byrne do in the close season?

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/jasons-hibernating/