Crossing Enemy Lines

May 20, 2011
By Regan Morton BRONZE, Olathe, Kansas
Regan Morton BRONZE, Olathe, Kansas
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The beam was an enemy,
The back handspring a nemesis,
The fear was overwhelming,
To the point of high stress,
It wasn’t just butterflies, but a whole mindset,
Unbreakable walls,
Held me back from the goal,
But the fear of the coach was greater,
Than the fear of the skill,
So I climbed on the beam,
Gathering courage and will,
My arms stretch up,
My mind goes blank,
I jumped, I flew,
Right over the beam,
Landing steady on my feet,
The fear was gone.
The beam no longer an enemy,
The unbreakable walls,
Had crumbled down.

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