Thursday, 1 September 2016

The Final Poem

Take your mark!
I get into a pose.
Get set.
I tried to steady my breathing.
I’m off!

My hands, my head, my waist my legs, I’m in.
Glide, glide, glide.
Oh no I think I’m coming last.
You're not I said to myself.
I wasn't going to start letting my mind get the better of me.

Heart pounding.
Legs kicking like they have a mind of there own.
Eagle eyes searching for the finish line.

Chest heaving, feet kicking, PAIN PAIN PAIN!!!

Suddenly I slap the end.
Then a wave of proudness came over me.

I came third!!!
The end
By Ruby