GOING FOR THE DREAM
My time has come now,
For me to step up to the block,
And start working for the race.
The race that one day, in four years,
May end in under a minute.
Years and years,
Yards and tears.
Hours and hours,
Weakness and power.
It will all come together for one moment.
When the world is watching,
And my teammates are supporting.
My victory, whether first or last,
Will be rejoiced,
Because I swam MY FAST.
That is what I look forward to.
I will not let it be titled,MY FATE,
If I just happen to make it, in 2008.
This poem was written/submitted by Jerusha Lauren Jensen.
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