Farewell to Arthur Smith, a Coaches’ Tale

Farewell to Arthur Smith, a Coaches’ Tale

Amidst the shattered dreams, a tale is spun,
A chapter closed, a legacy undone.
Falcons soar no more under Smith’s command,
Three seasons lost, slipping through our hands.

Once hopeful eyes now gaze upon the void,
A leader’s absence, a heart left annoyed.
Passion dimmed and faith now worn so thin,
In search of light, a new era will begin.

The echoes of defeat, they fill the air,
But still, in hope, we find a love so rare.
From ashes, rises strength to face the tide,
With eager hearts, we’ll never cease to stride.

As falcons regroup, they’ll spread their wings anew,
In search of victory, their dreams will pursue.
For through the darkest nights, they still remain,
A spark within, to rise above the pain.

Farewell, Arthur Smith, your journey may be done,
But Falcons’ fire lingers, a battle to be won.
A phoenix rising from the ashes, we believe,
In every loss, a chance for greatness to achieve.