Muddy Angel Poem

By ROCCO C.

"A year has past and now waiting for the blast.
The stockings are hung I mean the spandex is hung and the jersey is wrung.
Hope they're dry for the mornings ride as I might have a cold seat
The support team is restless in their sleep and awake rubbing their eyes as they must mark the route and get rest stops set
The Board gets less sleep,as they don't sleep as they work on the next day
Making sure all is well as you sleep
We depend on support, community, friends, family and most important the Muddy Angels watching over us to make our journey safe as we pedal to keep ours safe
We do this not for the pride but to ride for those
Those who have died doing there job
Those who became sick
Those who became injured
We do this for closure
Not only for ourselves but for the families, friends, community and those who trust in us to be there in time of need
We are THE MUDDY ANGELS"