I hope that
feeling I get when you win
Never ever
goes away!
The sense of
proudness and relief I feel
When you
take the chequered flag on Sunday.
Every kind
of emotion
Has built up
throughout the race,
5 red
lights, first corner, pit stops,
And constant
checking of pace.
But when you
cross the line to win,
And raise
your fist in the air
All emotions
are released
Without a
single thought or care
Congratulations
come from the radio
Along with
background cheers from the team,
Because in
the end it’s a team effort
And you know
its not just your dream!
Climbing from
the car
Fans and
world media stand by,
Waiting for
that one glimpse of emotion
Will he
jump?, will he shout?, will he cry?
Hugs are
shared
Between family
and good friends
While youre
surrounded by photographers,
Capturing the
moment through their camera lense
Now in the ‘cool
down’ room
You let it
all sink in...
Handshakes come
from the competition
Right now
this feels like your best ever win!
Stepping out
onto the podium
Colour from
the ground fills your eyes.
Taking your
place on the top step
You wait patiently
to except your prize.
But first
the national anthem
And all
youre feeling is proud!
You’ve done
this for your country,
Yourself,
and this amazing crowd
Your handed
the well deserved trophy,
That looks
like a fancy tea tray!
When the celebrations
are done,
It’ll be
covered in champagne spray.
When the day
is done and the parties are over
You cant
help but grin...
You know
now: youre not designed to come 2nd, 3rd, or 4th,
Youre designed
to win…
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