finish

The end is in sight!

Your reward lies

on the horizon.

Closer you race

towards the prize;

feet

slapping pavement and

heart beating fast,

panting for breath—

it's close.

The grass is green.

The water is glass.

There will be

lemonade and sailboats,

misty mornings and

golden sunsets.

You know the starry

nights that await you

and the summer

thunder that will crack

into the foggy silence

of midnight

on the lake.

Your legs swing

one in front of the other.

Your arms pump

wildly as you approach

your destination.

The end is in sight!

But beware:

do not trip

over the finish

line.