The first cycle seems like a bore,
What’s in our minds we can ignore
Just a few days and you're out d door
Skipping and jumping forevermore!
A second, a third, and soon a four
As the pain runs from tip to core
Sucking every ounce of your vigor
Til your jaw drops to the floor
But .. you’ve been told before
this race still demands for more.
Every cycle seems a heavy chore
But a final dash will come I’m sure
Stay on the line sayang!
We know you can finish it!
From Abah (Dad)!