I don’t think the sun has ever looked so lovely as it does this morning.
It’s been a long run, but like every story, all good things must end.
So too does this marathon, the ultimate test of our skills and strengths.
Poetry has always been my weakness,
I entered this marathon to make it a strength.
Whether I succeeded or not, I realize doesn’t matter.
What’s important is that passion for the craft exceeds all.