*The Legend of Charity*

Back in the days of legend and lore
Came words from a runner, but really much more

Said the runner:

Quick heartbeats among friends, and passion for life
Helps avoid sadness, ill feeling, and strife
In life's precious journey let our candles burn bright
You get what you give, from the morn 'til the night

Let your stairway to the heavens be your driving goal
Wear your fitness on your body, if not on  your soul
For a new day will dawn for kindness of like minds
The music will inspire; fond memories shall rewind

May small gifts to others be the threads that we weave
A grand scheme with running, and what we can achieve
Those words left  in a forest of myth, tales, and truths
Were found by the innocent, indeed they were youths

Runners rounded the forest, and swiftly came near
With one always leading - it was so very clear
That runner:  Male, wing-footed, they all did surmise
T'was really Charity: fleet-footed, full beauty in disguise 

The wall with a sign read 'hearts of gold'
And then just below 'choose a path', it told
In choosing the gold from inside and not out
A legend became she, with no boast and no shout   

Her tribute long-due .... a shame some may say
But others tell of runners putting forth a grand day
And when it approaches, it's simple, they'll see
Just give unto others, and run all with me

World Run Day - The Global Fitness & Charity Challenge