Monday, May 2, 2016

Fading Glory

My past is buried deep in the creases of my being
Beneath the rolls and puff of my core is an athlete
A fitness instructor now a student
A distance runner now a sporadic sport
A triathlete now afloat
A skier who has gone adrift

My past enslaves me to the present but my heart remains where the skill is gone


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