The Talking Stick

I wanted to get my heart beating faster

And

I did no want to scare it

So

I did some jumping jacks

And

Some wind sprints

Then

I knew I was ready

I felt a little excited

Standing there

Near the line

With my hand over my over heart

I knew

I was myself once again

I heard the gun

Go off

I saw myself in the lead

I knew no one could catch me

I knew by the way I felt

The race was mine

As I came around the corner

I saw the finishing line

My legs felt like a ton of bricks

As 

I came across the line

I was handed a stick

It said second place

I felt my heart stopped

I headed towards the water

Knowing

That the next time

The stick

Would say

First place