Born to
ride, it's love of the race
In his heart always takes first place.
Second on fast track ....
He never looks back.
Up in the stands
he hears the roar of the fans.
But love of speed ...
That's his only need.
He jumps with bike on cross race
His only desire first place!
But his dreams will never burst ...
even if he doesn't take first.
Faster! He flies on the wind ...
Roaring fans and motor revs blend.
He's taken first place!
It's the love of the race!
Barbara LaBarbera
(LadyBleaux)
©
2003 used with permission
ThunderWolfLA@aol.com
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