The festive atmosphere was months in the making,
Several meetings, and days of planning, all worth it,
A show of unity, a coming together, a display,
The opening salvo was one for the books, as they say.
I had the chance of seeing the athletes up close,
Some were too weak but managed to finish the course,
Some had eyes already closed, still pushing, still trying,
Not just for them, but for what they represent and stand for.
I admire the strength of character, attitude, and grit,
These young athletes, giving everything, doing their best,
It's the heart, his heart, that keeps him going... going some more,
It's his heart that truly makes him a champ!
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