Stumbling
Blindly
“No way,”
They say
“Not possible”
As I try
Try harder than
I ever have
Getting better
Faster
Stronger
Someday,
I’ll be there
Up at the top
Where the best lie
In wait
For the newcomer
I’ll be there someday
Someday,
Someday,
I’ll be there
I’ll get there
You’ll see my name
in the shining lights
illuminated like a thousand fireflies
blinking
over
and
over
and
over.
And you’ll smile
Because you know
And I know
We’re there
Written for the September In-Depth spread, “(87) Days of Summer,” featuring students’ poetry and prose on experiences over summer vacation that changed their perspective.
