The Athlete

The Homeless Athlete

by: a Lonely Minute

He is an athlete,

Better and better yet

He won't give up,

What he wants he will get

Countless miles,

Lifting weights,

No time for smiles,

No time for dates

Determination is his love,

Getting better isn't enough

Of everyone else he is above

Can he handle all this stuff?

Bigger and faster is his goal,

Improvement is but a bridge of toll,

His time and soul belongs to the sport,

Never dreaming of getaway resorts.

Hickory dickory dock,

The athlete has too many clocks.

Running and lifting almost non-stop

Could he stop even just one clock?

Author's Note

Please tell me what you thought, I myself am not much of an athlete, however I tried to get in the mind of the most dedicated athlete. Tell me whether or not this poem is any good please!
Thank you,
A Lonely Minute