GAA MEDAL
By NIAMH O SULLIVAN, 2nd Year
Standing out in the stadium grounds
Icy winds stinging our faces
We stood impatiently
Hoping that this match will take us places
They were positioned with the ball
Fifteen individuals standing opposite
Two different colours
Chanting out Irelands Call
We roared till our throats dry
Nobody stood still
My ears were buzzing
Listening to people cry
Sportsmen jumping
Medals thumping against chests
Looks of pride in the eyes
We had won it
A new found possession
It was all worthwhile.
No Comments
Add a comment about this page