Winning The Race
A Poem
Published in
Nov 27, 2020
The race is not just to the swift
Neither is it won resting on grace
The race is not a claim for the skilled;
Not until I reach the end of the trail
A call to train
Labour in pain
A choice to make
Am I ready for this game
To yearn, to strife
That dream give chase
And when I’m fizzling or have a slip
I hit the uphill rail again
I’ll need the skill
And luck of grace
What I’ll not is end the race
Patience, confidence
and a touch of zest;
I’ll need these too within my nest
A little more time and the win is mine
