When I run, I am my Mom…

deep thoughts flowing freely.

When I run, I am my Dad…

savoring each familiar mile.

When I run, I am my own best friend…

ready to listen and quick to forgive.

When I run, I am certain…

optimistic about all that is.

When I run, I am at ease…

dismissed from distraction.

When I run, I am light…

on feet and in spirit.

When I run…

I am.

~ In loving memory of my Mom, the poet.  And dedicated to my Dad, the runner.

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