Ballad o' Cross Country

♦ Anonymous ♦

Ballad o’ Cross Country

Awards and painful shoes

Muddly hills and sweat stained foreheads

Ballad o’ Cross Country

Core workouts and Saturday Pizza

Speeding down stairs and getting there just on time

Ballad o’ Cross Country

Cool-down runs in foreign schools

Bus rides and late sunset rays

Ballad o’ Cross Country

800 repeats and Subways

Laughter and lush green hills

Ballad o’ Cross Country

The only thing that we know is dirt and grit

The only thing we hear is the broken speaker

Ballad o’ Cross Country

The only thing we remember are the hill repeats

The only thing we smell is the forest foliage

Ballad o’ Cross Country

The only thing we breathe is the wind on our skin

The only thing we see because our faces are too close

Ballad o’ Cross Country

The only thing we search for is fish

The only thing we cherish is each other

(and maybe the run.

maybe.)