Wednesday, January 1, 2014

The Run

      
When I run , I leave things behind .
I am diligent and focused
When I am on the run .
I sometimes have wind blowing eyes .
Oh the tears that hit the road .
I can run with the sun .
I can run with the moon and the stars
For they show me the light .
I am not alone when I run  .

                                  By Brock

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