A Runners Race
The first time you run a race
Life’s problems you’ll escape
In top physical shape you should be
Or back of the pack you’ll see
Give your all to be the best
Don’t give into the fire from your chest
For the win you’ll have to dig deep
Without heart you’ll accept defeat
Strategy is embedded in each lap
With experience will be less mishaps
Pushing and shoveling will soon be
Fighting back will be up to me
The finish line is in sight
With a win your body you’ll fight
In the last few steps you’ll win
A champion in the end
This poem is about:
Me