Exertion painted across her brow
Her muscles ached with pain
A mind filled with glory to follow
Nothing mattered but the lead to maintain
Pounding feet raced upon the clay
White leather now stained with red
She brushed the sweat from her eyes
Pushing her body harder to remain ahead
Into the final stretch they came
She held the lead by a few feet
Her eyes glimpsed the finish line
Her ultimate victory would taste so sweet
Yet she lost sight of what she had
She stumbled as a shoelace gave way
With a couple of unexpected strides
Another racer now claimed the day
And so it is that life goes on
Each day a race to take the lead
Sometimes just doing our best is all that matters
Taking pleasure in the experience is all we need
