Steel Challenge
To be in the red is a glorious feeling,
If fleeting, I have my moment of victory
Numbers where less is more and red,
Red, RED flows like liquid love
Ever so pleasing to mine eyes.
Practice, practice everyday
All my practice has not been in vain
Joy, Joy, JOY for the victor
Driven to suceed, through the
Explosion, gray smoke and gun powder
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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