Wishing You Were Them
Danelle
Comstock
Grade 10
Roseau
On your marks. . .
Get set...
Go...
And you're off.
Feeling the wind and
The blur made by
You're self
Looking ahead,
Seeing the backs of
others
Their flying hair,
Their colored soles.
Realizing your last,
Wishing you were them.
Pushing your hardest
(The last few
inches)
Reaching the finish
line
In last.
It's not like you being a sore looser,
Congratulations you
say,
Still
Wishing
You were them.