Race down the track, <br />With limbs so sleek, <br />Start to attack, <br />Must not be meek. <br />For you can win, <br />Do not delay, <br />Find strength within, <br />It's your forte. <br /> <br />Sixty meters, go, go, go, <br />For when the gun is fired, <br />Pull out all the power you know, <br />And you will be inspired. <br />A prize is there for you to grasp, <br />It's bronze, silver or gold, <br />A medal for just you to clasp, <br />And a terrific thrill to hold. <br /> <br />Race down the track, <br />Your moment's now, <br />No looking back, <br />Then take your bow. <br />So gold it is, <br />A splendid run, <br />You've done the biz, <br />You're second to none.<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-inspired-3/
