Sweat
Years of hard work
Have led up
To this final moment
As they thrust
Every last bit of energy left
To finish off
What they started
They collapse on the ground
Sweat glistening
Under the sun
As they bear a smile
Knowing that
They left the stage
With a big bang
YOU ARE READING
that girl
PoetryRemember that girl who sat alone? With a notebook and feather pen in hand? Well she was writing poetry about everything she saw, thought and went through. HIGHEST RANKING: #299 in poetry Started on [5/9/16] copyright: all rights reserved 2016
