I thank you for our morning jogs
And the many miles together
As we pass many sights in Camden and Philly, and
feel the changing of seasons and weather
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow
But the real question is-
Why so many more miles still to go?
My white and blue Asics
You have done me so well.
Through short runs and long,
I thought all this training to be my death knell.
But you have held steadfast,
And kept my feet firm
Yet as I slip into your soles
It’s really for my warm, cozy bed I yearn.
Many people I pass,
Bankers, professionals, don’t forget the unemployed
Some homeless hunting for food in trash
The scrappy contents enjoyed.
Through pot holed streets, by weeds and drug needles
The physical surroundings tell a story
I see abandoned buildings- houses and old factories,
Abandoned- like Camden’s former glory
But then I turn the corner, and there it lies
Newly planted flowers, a new park for all to see
Thanks to the work of our Americorp neighbors,
Our hope is reinforced, through this small piece of beauty
My feet have trodden so many weary miles
Though I’m spared of injuries that are major
My knees hurt and the shins they splint,
I’ll fall apart before the race, I wager
Yet I continue to run
Though the lack of motivation often persists
Soon I will gladly cross that finish line
And enjoy the sweet benefits which a recliner consists!