Cross Country

Today we went to cross country and we did a few races and on my race I come 10th.

When I go back to school I got told that I had to write a remember poem about cross country:

That was Camp

Remember everybody pushing you to the back when the race was about to start,

Remember the sound of everybody’s feet squishing up the mud as they were running,

That was Cross Country

Remember tasting all of the sweat drying up in your throat as you were turning off the beach, half way,

Remember feeling your feet hit the ground as you landed from jumping over the hurdle,

That was cross country

Remember the noise coming from your stomach as all of your stitches were having a party,

Do you remember seeing the crowd shouting at you to run faster, when your legs couldn’t carry you anymore,

That was cross country.