Saturday, 13 August 2016

Olympic Poem

The Olympic Game Poem

Standing and waiting for the race to begin,
I’m getting quite nervous,
Am I going to win?

Crouching down low, I wait for the gun,
Bang! There it goes,
We’re starting to run.

My heart is pounding, I’m going to burst,
Come on legs keep going!
I want to come first.

Just one last effort, I pass the line
Am I first, last, where am I?
What’s my time?

I stand on the podium, proud and bold,
I’m wearing my medal,
An Olympic gold!

By Shannon

1 comment:

  1. I really like your poem Shannon. You have the rhyming patterns and the content is very specific. This shows that you really gave a lot of thought to what you wanted to write. Keep up with your good work.


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