A Swimmer's Prayer
Dear God, another swimming meet
Is scheduled for today
I'm going to be quite busy
So I won't have long to pray.
Bless
my Mom, Dad, and Coach
And keep us close to you
Let the friends I make today
Be loyal, good, and true.
Please help me not forget you God
Each
time I take the blocks
I sometimes get distracted by
The noise and all the clocks.
Let my starts and turns be quick
My arms and legs be
sure
And help my strokes be smooth and strong
To help me to endure.
Help me find the confidence
I've struggled for so much
So I can find
the shortest way
From start to final touch.
And when the droll computer
Writes my times across its face
Please let me not think win or
lose
But how I swam the race.
I dive off the block
my head in a rush
the cold water brings me a shock.
Kicking my feet as fast as I can
I can’t
slow down
number one is my plan.
Faster and faster
there’s no stopping now
second place would be a disaster.
Reaching the wall; one more
lap
i flipturn now
my feet hit the wall with such a slap.
I’m almost there
in my own little world
I say my last prayer.
My fingers touch
the wall
the time is stopped
I know i gave it my all.
Pulling myself out of the water
I hear my dad yell
“That is my daughter.”
The world
stopped as I look at my time.
Yes first place!
Victory is mine.
But swimming is not medals and win
its the passion in me
the rush against
my skin
the very reason why I swim.
By kaylabaylaxo189, Chicago, IL
