Posted in 2014, alone, Just a thought, Life, Photography, poem, purpose, Quote, Race, Running

Half marathon

The road we must run through
Might be long,
With uphill and downhill,
Straight ways and turns.
We run alone,
Sometimes with friends along,
It could be tough,
Tiring
And boring.
We groan upon pain and exhaustion,
We cheer upon seeing fellow runners.

The thing
That may keep you running
Heading to the finish ribbon,
Is enjoying the view along the road.

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