Just a little after
the start of the race
I want to lie down
on the wet grass
Despite the desire
for this race to stop
I say to my muscles
run, run, run
After I pass
the critical moment
the pain will abate
the fog will disperse
Instead of the distant
graceless finish line
I will see the soft lawn
I see that soft lawn way before the pain stops. So I stop, and take a nap. :b
ReplyDelete:D I will remember it the next time I start the race. :) Thank you very much for reading and commenting Fred Robel! :)
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