as i lay down to go to sleep
my body still aches and my mind's draining
blisters so red that I want to weep
legs like noodles from today's training
the erg awaits in the scorching sun
waiting for its next victim to row
as we strap in to enjoy the fun
coach says "on my call, attention, row!"
i pull and pull to keep my pace
but wanting to stop and take a rest
the crew goes harder to finish the race
so i continue to row my best
and yet i continue to go through all this and more
for it is winter park crew that I adore
sonnet i wrote in 9th grade for english