A Bittersweet Memory

With adrenaline running through my veins,

And harsh pants pumping through my lungs.

A realization comes to mind,

With aching knees and tilted balance,

A hearts content is close at stance.

With reckless opportunities,

And rhythm filled platters,

A smile paints my lips with beauty at the tips.

Now aged and old it becomes,

Lost in memories forgotten.

And one day it comes running out,

Such a bittersweet memory it really seems to count.