In my youth I challenged you to a race -
My lungs and legs were powerful and strong,
And throughout my lifetime I set the pace
Over a course that was distant and long.
For most of those years it was I who lead,
While you trailed far behind no where in sight,
And during those moments I ran ahead
Propelled by the joy and beauty of life.
But towards the end you appeared from no where,
And for a while I matched you stride for stride
Till I dropped back and stopped, not from despair,
But knowing in my heart that I had tried
To go the distance in a race with Time
Over a course that had no finish line.
Monday, July 30, 2007
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