The Marathon’s End

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.

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