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Rickwieser
Guest
This may be off topic if so i apologize. Guess I have too much time on my hands waiting for surgery. I started thinking about all the bretheren friends and why we compete. All those that would give everything they have to the team next door if they needed it. This was came to paper.
Reasons why
The air was heavy with silence.
And the smoke still filled the air.
The leaves continued they're autumn quest
Spiraling downward without a care.
Nary a person could utter a word.
Perched on the edge of they're seat.
Straining to hear the sound of they're name..
Wash away the feelings of defeat.
Watching the prayers for a little luck.
Ride wisps of smoke into the sky.
Even knowing they had done they're best.
Couldn't keep them from wondering why.
To strive so hard for perfection.
For those fleeting seconds of fame.
All the time, effort, and money spent.
Just to hear them call they're name.
Maybe it the ribbons and trophy's.
Or cash and fame for which they strive.
Maybe its all the people they meet.
That keeps this passion alive.
It's not about the fame or cash.
Or trophy's and ribbons at contest end.
Its about that person sitting next to you.
The one you call your friend.
And the smoke still filled the air.
The leaves continued they're autumn quest
Spiraling downward without a care.
Nary a person could utter a word.
Perched on the edge of they're seat.
Straining to hear the sound of they're name..
Wash away the feelings of defeat.
Watching the prayers for a little luck.
Ride wisps of smoke into the sky.
Even knowing they had done they're best.
Couldn't keep them from wondering why.
To strive so hard for perfection.
For those fleeting seconds of fame.
All the time, effort, and money spent.
Just to hear them call they're name.
Maybe it the ribbons and trophy's.
Or cash and fame for which they strive.
Maybe its all the people they meet.
That keeps this passion alive.
It's not about the fame or cash.
Or trophy's and ribbons at contest end.
Its about that person sitting next to you.
The one you call your friend.
By Rick Rucker