What Shall I Do? ? Poem by Maya Graham

When you feel like no ones there
STRETCH.
Stretch to feel the warmth of a hand

When your lost and confused
LOOK UP.
Look up and let the stars guide you

When your cold and lonely
THANK THE LORD.
Thank HIM for always being there and covering you in his blood

When you finaly finish that cold wintery race
STRETCH. LOOKUP. AND THANK THE LORD.
For letting you be the last and
stretch over the finish line last but not least
Look up to say, 'thank you Lord for continuing to have faith in me.


This poem, I created for the beginning of my track season. Yes I am in junior high. I really made this poem for a specific race, the last race. (I really did hate running this relay, but everyone knew I could run a good quarter. Except me.) I am so grateful towards the 4x400m relay it has taught me alot, and brought me so far.