Another poem from my collection... The Runner The runner passed the baton on with delicate aplomb, the effect gave him time to reflect that, being second to last, there was a need to improve and find a better groove. From his perspective, the sight of all the runners going by him was making his chances slim of winning anything. The section of his training needed its content updating, because at present, his speed was poor, his tempo off, and he was very surprised, when he finally realized, he probably should have chosen the javelin or the shot put because his chances were kaput of winning at running, so, in the end, he hung up his gear, bid his team farewell and set off after another dream. *******
Posted on: Sun, 02 Feb 2014 09:29:20 +0000
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