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2-1-07

Going for the Gold
(Dreams on Ice)

Snow falls
on my tongue.
Cold air
my feet are numb.
Wind blows
I begin to shake,
as I skate
upon the lake.

Dreams I have
can be achieved,
to be the best
for all to see.
Jumping high,
I'm ten feet tall.
Picking myself up
when I fall.

Spinning around,
I'm feeling weak.
Can't find the words
to even speak.
Too tired to think,
I try again,
one more time
then I'll head in.

Snow falls harder
I begin to cry.
Catch my breath
and visualize.
Practice hard,
don't give up
because the gold
means so much.