Below is the poem entitled Run for Fun - A Poem for the Olympic Games,London 2012 which was written by poet
Whitehead. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Running each morning whatever the weather;
This morning’s alone, but tomorrow, together.
With my running shoes on and my muscles well primed
It's now finger on stop-watch. This running is timed.
Up early today for the great day is here
And I tell myself kindly there’s nothing to fear.
Oh it’s only a race and I mustn’t be scared
For I’ve trained many weeks and am fully prepared.
Is it only a race? Such an innocent word -
But I need to maintain the fast speed of a bird.
Is it only a race? No, I really MUST win!
And I mustn't look worried but dress with a grin.
Now we’re all at the starting line, whistle is blown,
And down comes the flag and I feel so alone.
My feet take a pounding along the hard course,
For I’m trained as a human and not a racehorse.
There are others ahead, but I mustn't heed these,
For I know who they are and can beat them with ease.
With my confidence growing, adrenalin flowing,
Ignoring the rest, I know just where I'm going.
It's now round the next bend and with 'finish' in sight,
What’s bubbling inside me? Thrill and delight?
I hear the crowds shouting and Mum shouts the most
As with pride I bound past the school winning post.