Take AimA Poem by Maryi have just recently started do learn archeryMy hands stiff and clammy My knees not at all stable, This is my stance I prepare myself, Deep cleansing breaths Everything in check I am now ready, My body slides into place My arm extends The pain a welcome reminder, I do not falter My form of stone I take my aim, Low is always the way to go But I don’t want to miss So I remember all my practice, And let go Hoping it knows the way My arrow flies, It is a blur before my eyes Announcing its departure I smile, Seeing my work has been rewarded Only a centimeter off the mark. © 2010 MaryAuthor's Note
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