A long run at dawn begins with a purpose
Where sunlight and courage last meet
Smiles through the tears, as feet hit the pavement
For all those that accepted defeat
Each sunbeam from Heaven, a gift from beyond
With angels carrying the runner with grace
Hope, struggle, faith and of course, bravery
The runner finds strength in his pace
As the morning goes forward
The sun beats down hard
Blistering on the runner below
And yet, he goes onward as if it was winter
Dedication for those now passed on
They were babies and daughters
Nieces, nephews and sons
Each a grandchild or a loving friend
Innocents in this world, dealt the toughest of fates
That battled gallantly til the end
This run at dawn, unlike so many before
Held purpose much greater than life
For this time, the journey meant oh so much more
As he ran for the kids, dealt the strife
Of battling cancer when only in youth
Babies stacked up against a life’s fight
Each step that he took, a journey of truth
To bring each unwell child the light
This is an amazing poem for a race to end all the struggles and survivors and those who didn’t! I lost two aunts to cancer, so I’m really feeling this one. Loved it! Please feel free to peruse my poems too! Thanks!