I ran so fast, my shoes took flight,
The trees just blurred, left and right.
The wind said, “Kid, let’s have a race!”
I grinned and picked up my pace.

The hills rolled past, my breath was strong,
My legs felt light, they moved along.
The finish line was just ahead,
But I ran for fun—not just for cred!

The wind still whispers, fast and free,
But now I run to race with me!

Written By Eromosele Agboiboh