Was it a dream or a vision?
I saw cars racing
Racing around a track ,
jostling for position on the black stuff,
through the chicane,
Off into the gravel trap kept safe from hitting a brick wall, hauled out the gravel trap towed back on to road
Watched on by a cheering pit crew ready with replacement parts
Bumps and dents, Trophies of the melee of the race,
New tyres, fuel, encouragement
All that is needed to pass the finishing line,
Some, the glory of finishing in first place
Trophy in hand,
Some achieved a personal best,
Others just proud of having been on the starting grid and managing to see the checkered flag!
Tales recanted of the action of the race of life
Difficult conditions, daring overtakes, braking down,
Sliding off the track and getting back on course.
But all are safely in Parc fermé,
in the knowledge that they’d finally crossed the finishing line
Proud to receive their laurel wreath and a proud Father’s ‘well done’
I saw cars racing
Racing around a track ,
jostling for position on the black stuff,
through the chicane,
Off into the gravel trap kept safe from hitting a brick wall, hauled out the gravel trap towed back on to road
Watched on by a cheering pit crew ready with replacement parts
Bumps and dents, Trophies of the melee of the race,
New tyres, fuel, encouragement
All that is needed to pass the finishing line,
Some, the glory of finishing in first place
Trophy in hand,
Some achieved a personal best,
Others just proud of having been on the starting grid and managing to see the checkered flag!
Tales recanted of the action of the race of life
Difficult conditions, daring overtakes, braking down,
Sliding off the track and getting back on course.
But all are safely in Parc fermé,
in the knowledge that they’d finally crossed the finishing line
Proud to receive their laurel wreath and a proud Father’s ‘well done’
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