Team Gb Olympics Poem by Phil Soar

They jump, they dive
They work, they strive,
For Gold or just a medal
They ride, they stride
They never hide
They run, and then they pedal
They swim, they win
They don't give in
Four years of tireless training
In baking heat
Sometimes bare feet
And even when it's raining
A team, or individuals
About to take their chance
Coaches giving signals
As they watch the athletes dance
Then stepping on the platform
Receiving countless cheers
The work and strife that was their life
Remains for four more years