Friday, January 15, 2016

Found Poem

 Diving is not easy
People say it makes them queasy
Aerial work is so important
Holding your shape means life or death
It all starts with a single breath
1, 2, 3, hurdle, throw, hold
Even though its fun to win
No matter what I'll always grin
Now the true fun will begin
When I step on the board.

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