Weak

Tue, 03/19/2019 - 10:54 -- mower71

On the block, legs shaking head pounding,

Breath in, breath out, take your mark, Go!

Jump in with your might.

As you are going, heart pounding, Butterflys roaring

This is where you belong.

The pool is dark cold and weary

Hundreds of people watching you

hoping you don't let your team down.

You can do it, you will do it, you are the best

This poem is about: 
Me

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