The AtheleteA Poem by Christina May ShanabergWhat I believe being an athelete should be!THE ATHELETE
He knows the power of living flesh, Always looking healthy and fresh; He feels the pain of agony, Of being defeated by his own body; Each contest rating a personal score And each point driving him on to more; Life becomes a physical test, Requiring, ever, better than his best; Winning is not being first, in the game, Or a step up the stairway of fame; Triumph of victory is for giving his all, No matter how weak or small; It is a battle, against himself, And pride is not a trophy, on a shelf, But, rather, he is proud of showing His bravery by trying and doing. © 2010 Christina May ShanabergFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorChristina May ShanabergMount Vernon, OHAboutI am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..Writing
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