Original Sonnet: "Cross Country" by Katie Rippon
The school bus leaves the campus right on time
to travel to a scenic place. The bus
some students board; up dirty steps they climb.
In God alone this young sports team does trust.
The team has nineteen students; I am one.
Arriving at the destination, we
unload, hang out, warm up, and then we run:
the whistle blows; the gun is shot; we're free.
I go out hard, then settle in. My heart
beats fast, but I press on. I'm feeling strong.
I finish well; contributing my part.
We runners race, enduring distance long.
I love cross country for the atmosphere:
encouragement and joy from teammates dear.
[This is an original sonnet written by Katie Rippon ('20) for an 11th grade British Literature assignment at Tall Oaks.]
