On My Way

My best has bested, and keeps getting better,
The rest have lost their foot.
The chase has begun and I’m passing them all.
Respecting the way that it’s put.

Watch me the way that I sway in the wind;
I grow, I blossom, I blow.
The loot in my boot has thoroughly thinned;
The movements are slow.

I’m on my way home.

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