A Sports Person

Wind is bustling 

So simple, yet so strong

Eventually making way
 

Stars Wildly Shining 

Moon Peeking Through The Clouds

Comets Whishing By 




 

It's
not
about
being
the
best;
it's
about
being
better
than
you
were
yesterday,
the
rest
will
take
care
of
it's
self.


 

Birds, searching

Clouds, surrounding

Bugs, swarming

Sky, thundering 

Me, wondering 

The glowing moon fades through my window as I try to sleep. Tossing and turning, I watch for creepy crawlies ready to pounce or bite, ghosts in the walls playing tricks and scaring kids.