Stand Back

Stand back and breathe it all in
the winning goal
the perfect ten
Stand back and let your soul absorb
the crowd on its feet
the resounding roar
Stand back and take your greatest bow
though you've seized the day
your moment's now
Stand back
      let your hand find the height it deserves
Stand back
      let someone else find the words
The clenched fist
its triumphant display
Though the years will pass
if you stand back
that's where it will stay

June 90

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