With a starting shot, the sound of a gun,
Giving all you've got you are on the run,
As you pace along through each burning lap
Manouvering life from foe and trap.
When things are beyond your control,
And so much more has taken it's toll
Thoughts can strengthen, if you're dared,
From days gone by but never shared.
In your mind you're in far off places
Fields and lanes, wide open spaces
Think ahead with no defeat
A gentke kiss you will repeat.
A sea of faces cheer you on,
Split second, moments, then they're gone,
You're next move is the winning space
A triumph in this global race.
You aim to reach the dizzy height
And now it's all within your sight
The last lap, the final leap
Your efforts did not come cheap.
And so with glory days ahead
You weave your way through winning thread,
Arriving where you need to be,
Battlescarred, relieved and free.
- Author: AnneJay ( Offline)
- Published: December 31st, 2020 14:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Winning is not only about running in a race but in all parts of life where you make the effort.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 33
Comments2
Good read. Happy New Year.
Good words and so true, life can be hard but so satisfying when you look back.
Andy
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