Running With the River
I splashed into the river today
And darted back on the bank,
I sprinted down the winding path
As the river flowed away.
Caught in a moment of stubborn pride,
Determined to prove my teacher wrong,
I chased the water where I stepped
To step in the same spot twice.
The day goes by but still I try
In vain to find the same spot again.
This river runs way too fast;
Yes, even faster than me.
My clothes are soaked to my body,
Oh my mom will not be pleased
But tomorrow I will try again.
It will not get the best of me.