Losing The Race Poem by Cat Ducat
Losing The Race
Rating: ★5.0
Running,
Faster and faster.
Breath coming in gasps.
Still, I keep running.
I pass the 2nd place person.
Time is ticking slowly.
As I run, and run, and run.
I run until my legs can carry me no further.
Only to cross the finish line,
To cheering.
For the 1st place winner.
I lost the race.
Eh, oh well.
There's always another day to win.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: running
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