The Race

TW 01:Free Verse Poētry

Title: The Racē

Running is the closest we come to flying,

Muscles working in concert,

The wind blowing in Your face, 

your body moving with purpose towards the horizon. 

Running is free,

We are hero's when we are running.

Legends are, 

our best selves.

We are deliberate and afraid of nothing,

The drive and fuel to keep running is birthed in those cheerful cheers,

And those that keep smiling,

For you,

Behind you, all your memories, 

 Before you, all your dreams, 

Around you, all who love you, 

Within you, 

Is all you need to win...

Tinashe Writēs .

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