Sonnet 8

Do not wait for me while you run this race.
And don’t look back til you have crossed the line.
By climbing hills at ever quickening pace
You’re leading now, but I’m not far behind.
I watch you race and try to cheer from aft,
Though live I with monstrous green eyed fiend.
For difficult is happiness to craft
While straggling, wishing I were with you freed.
I’m limping now. I’m worn down to the bone.
I feel the distance growing ever more.
The finish waits for me and me alone.
Horizon takes my focus, and I soar.
My truest friends will wait while still I lag
And cheer me when I pass the checkered flag.

30 June 18

Saki Marie


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