In this race called life
My bet is on you
Like a dog at the track
Who’s ready to run and chase the metal rabbit round
My bet is on you
Like the horse who is favored last to win
That wins the derby and the cup
My bet is on you
Like the triathlon contestant
Who finishes in record time
My bet is on you
Although the hurtles are high
And you are still jumping
My bet is on you
You have what it takes
The stuff that dreams are made of
My bet is on you
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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