Time to warm up,
My race is impending.
My last prayer to God,
I am sending.

The runners line up, awaiting our cue,
To start the race and run till we're through.

We begin to run at the crack of the gun,
Running and struggling for a good position.

The gap widens as we each run our race,
Some running faster but I keep my own pace.

I keep pushing myself more the further I go,
The results will show my effort I know.

The last lap is coming,
Time to kick in.
My legs tell me, "slow down,"
But I try not to listen.

I push and sprint to the finish line,
I tell myself, "this race is mine."

I cross the finish,
I'm happy it's done.
And to my surprise,
They tell me I've won!

I walk off the track
Happy as can be.
I quickly pray to God,
"Thank you for helping me."

Now this race is over,
But my next race is impending.
Time to prepare,
My last prayers I am sending.