Sunday, May 9, 2010


The end is in sight!
Your reward lies
on the horizon.
Closer you race
towards the prize;
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