Joyful
(A Smile of youth)
The day I came in third
It was Friday, misty but bright
All the class was watching
It was to be the race for the ages
Ages ten thru twelve
The gun went of and I took my stride
Run boy run you can hear from the side
I dash with speed for these hundred yards
For me to win was in the cards
As we cross the finish line
I knew that all was not so fine
For as I gaze my tired head
I saw two others just ahead
Proud I was I came in third
Congratulations was their kind word
Now a medal of bronze I shall take home
I could not wait; I called Dad on the phone
He was proud of his short distant runner
You can do all you want this years summer
He beat his chest so glad his son
Even though third, he knew he won
All week long he bragged of his boy
What gifts should I give his mind employ
Then our neighbor came by
When he gave his story my father sighed
Look he said I saw the race
You son ran hard and kept his pace
He breezed pass as fast as the eye could see
But in the race there was only three
Hartley
(A Smile of youth)
The day I came in third
It was Friday, misty but bright
All the class was watching
It was to be the race for the ages
Ages ten thru twelve
The gun went of and I took my stride
Run boy run you can hear from the side
I dash with speed for these hundred yards
For me to win was in the cards
As we cross the finish line
I knew that all was not so fine
For as I gaze my tired head
I saw two others just ahead
Proud I was I came in third
Congratulations was their kind word
Now a medal of bronze I shall take home
I could not wait; I called Dad on the phone
He was proud of his short distant runner
You can do all you want this years summer
He beat his chest so glad his son
Even though third, he knew he won
All week long he bragged of his boy
What gifts should I give his mind employ
Then our neighbor came by
When he gave his story my father sighed
Look he said I saw the race
You son ran hard and kept his pace
He breezed pass as fast as the eye could see
But in the race there was only three
Hartley
