A poem on challenge by yours truly.
Hurdles are there,
to give you a test
an Obstacle to conquer
Just do your best
Normally found
on a school or sports field
they appear in new ways
to try make you yield
Beginning really small,
when you’re a girl or a boy
when all that you care for
is your favourite toy
Writing up letters
Tying up laces
learning to add up
and knowing new places
Standing up tall, and learning to play –
Having some fun in your own special way
knowing whats good, and what’s bad to eat,
saving those pennies for a special treat.
Meeting new friends who are growing like you
facing new challenges to learn and to do
Heading off camping, striking off on your own
Putting up tents in a team or alone
All this and more – you’ll pick up in your youth
I’ll tell you no lies – I’m telling the truth.
When going ‘cross hurdles – if truth can be told,
The prize is a good one – more precious than gold
The Inkwell 