The core beginnings of a noble dream, of what would seem, foundations laid

With skills attained, such talent emerged, yet still submerged in discovery

Become what be, to demonstrate, independence taking shape

Cross-country weather, so partake and so awake receptive minds

A watchful teacher realised, true potential, born to run

Of motivation so begun, the time had come, the race was won

With thoughts aside, the skill, the stride

Set the challenge, pursuits to pick, a desire to run would surely stick

Seeds of inspiration, an opportune time, yet to behold

Set to unfold, to make the grade, the army trade

Demonstrate ability, join adventure, climb the course

Years of service, tested trials, ran the miles and set the pace

A choice to face of prominence, the passion to take precedence

Discovered star, back on track, all set, attack, assume the plan

Full circle to where it all began, go the distance strength and speed

Destiny awaits, kick for home, continue straight, due applause reverberate

Realisation of a vision, go for gold with dynamism

Setbacks seen and overcome, double Olympic champion

A discipline of due success, professionalism ‘be the best’

Focused victory, a mark in history

Accomplished gold with heart and soul

Broken records, broken mould


Written by Geraldine Taylor ©