Track Season
Finally the time has come to run
Spring time is always filled with so much fun
Laughs and cheers fill me with bliss
Everyone is over joyed and the snow will not be missed.
We gather at practice striving to achieve
A stronger greater and faster speed
Everyone is given their own personal space
When we line up for our very first race
The gun goes off and our hearts start pounding
Everything except the track disappears in the surroundings
We’re feeling good striding out proudly
Then we hit the wall ever so loudly
However, we do not despair or slow
For we have trained for this moment and it is about to show
We dig deep down and harness our power
This is our time and this is our hour
Final stretch we can’t feel a thing
Until we cross that finish line and here them sing
Fans in the stands cheering with a shout
All we can feel are tears pouring out
Because we have passion and love what we do
We will treasure this moment evermore, because it was with all of you