by Ethel Mortenson Davis
“I run because it is my culture.”
“My father is not there for me
because he is a drunk.”
“The runners with me
are my family.”
“My culture says that I must greet
the sun by running.”
“I think about my future
when I am running.”
“I think about what my life
is going to be.”
I live this poem Ethel.
It made me smile because I have a very different running poem which I am about to share on WordPress soon. 🙂
Christine
You are an inspiration, Christine, like the young high school students who are in the long distance program. Love Ethel
A runner’s grit.
Thank you. Love Ethel
I love this poem
Thank you willowdot21. nlove Ethel
😉
To be in that suspended phase 🙂 running is flying for a split second
When we run our dreams and memories run with us. To run in silence. Now, there is a goal.