Standing on the starting line

Heart pounding, light headed

Ready...set...POP

Our feet all hopped over the line taking us with them

Feet moving, running, lifting themselves quickly off the track

Finishing the race

Exhausted but disappointed

Your time off by seconds and seconds

Seconds that hurt

Don't be discouraged

Dismay turns to determination

That girl won't beat you again

But she does

And those seconds between you hurt

Trying harder at practice

Running faster at meets

Her beating you again

And again and again

But next time...

You will win

Don't be discouraged