My Plaything, My Protector

My ribbon is an unearthly spirit,
glowing golden with power.
It guides me down the track, making the air
whoosh in my ears,
filling me with joy.

My ribbon is like my best friend,
never lost, always there.
My protector in the nervous seconds
waiting for the start gun.
Always there by my side.

To others, you may look like just a dull gold
ribbon with badly-frayed edges.
But I know better.
Oh you are so good at hide and seek,
I know the truth, so don’t be shy.
Come, come play with me.