I swim.
Crisp clean water.
Buoys dancing.
Bright blue sky.
Birds soaring.
I swim.
Adrenaline pumping.
Muscles tightening.
Heart pounding.
Lungs burning.
I swim.
A bright kayak.
My loyal guide.
Glistening paddles.
My mirrored twin.
I swim.
Water splashing.
Whistles blowing.
Excitement building.
People cheering.
I swim.
What a beautiful poem by Melissa Ingalls of Derby, Vermont.
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