Poem

             On the start line.

              Stress levels rising.

             Heart pumping out of my chest.

             Ignoring everyone.

           Get set GO!!

                    

                arms are moving like a chopper.

              Keep going.

                  Through the river.

              Feet ledning.

             Nearly their.

                 

       GO!! GO!! YES!! GO!!

      YES!!!!

          I have finished.

            Muscles are getting sore.

           I am still proud though.

By Lucas