Senior Sports

The last meet, 
The last time to get it all right. 

The last warm up, 
breathe. 

The last time to be proud, 
proud of today, proud of progress. 

The last time putting spikes on, 
Tying them tight, making them fly.  

The last chant, 
Who works harder than us, Nobody. 

The last jump, sprint, and relay, 
Last time as a family. 

The last numbers given, 
last time poking yourself putting them on.

the last time the starting gun goes off, 
when it goes, your mind is empty, relying on your bodies mind. 

it's leading up to this last event, at the last meet, of the season. The last time to put your work to the atmosphere, letting the stars heal the broken heart of an end. The stars have me my sport, the only way to explain it molded me into a leader, a lover, and a fighter. It was the hardest and most rewarding years of my life, being surrounded by the people who never judge; just expect greatness. My family. 

The last call off, 
the adrenaline. 

The last time seeing fire in eyes, 
Untill the next time my beautiful people.