Friday, October 14, 2011

Running Race

“Run”, he yelled so I ran.
I ran like I’d never run before
I ran so fast, the wind,
It chilled my nose.
My fingers got numb
And my toes went cold.
I trundled along,
Rolling, huffing-puffing
I ran, and ran.
Throwing up little clouds
Of chalk dusted track.
“Run”, he yelled
It’s a race for one,
So I ran
And I won.