When they finally
look over their shoulder
to see if I am
catching up to them
there will be nothing to
see folks
because I will be miles back
sitting in a bistro
having brunch
with newfound friends
the sort that likes to kick back
and relax
with tequila
and eggs ranchero
rather than sweat it out
on the race tracks
you see, I know
how to take a hint
the good life is neither
a marathon or a sprint
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featured in the poetry forum September 20, 2022 :: 0 commentsWin while slow and steady, keep the tequila ready. – mh clay