- I raced my young sons down the beach
- And barefoot first the ocean reached
- Time and time again I won
- A father stronger than each son
- I knew one day those two must win
- And dash on past where I had been
- Summer following summer they gained on me
- As I deterred what had to be
- One day in time at last I lost
- And knew our lines of life had crossed
- We cast in other plays that day
- Each set to race a different way
- Toward that sea of fame and name
- Where lifelines start and end the same
- Edwin Kagin
- August 24, 1999
Last updated: 9 January 2005