Run Poem by Ryano ; ,

Under bright skies
Past still waters & tall trees
Fresh air swarms like a hive of honey bees
While I run

Past still onlookers
Like a hinge on a door
They rust & creak with no fix to restore
But I run

Towards my problems
Roadworks lay ahead
The grit of the gravel doesn't wear down my tread
Because I run

Approaching my fears
My stride grows intense
I dash at the hurdle & leap over the fence
When I run

Past my past self
Together since the start
Now in pole position, we are miles apart
As I run

At the finish line
I breathe a new man
They say that I won't, I show that I can
I run