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Reflecting
I will always remember
The hug you gave me
When I found out that we had come first.
Feelings of joy, surprise and confusion
Mingled together.
I couldn't believe I was really there.
Then, very quickly,
After the shock,
Dawned the realisation
That other people deserved a thought;
Those who were upset tonight
And those who will be upset tomorrow.
I cried for them.
Although you may never know,
I am writing this to remind myself
That I really do care;
That it's your hug and your joy
Which I will always remember
Because these things mean more to me
Than any prize.
The hug you gave me
When I found out that we had come first.
Feelings of joy, surprise and confusion
Mingled together.
I couldn't believe I was really there.
Then, very quickly,
After the shock,
Dawned the realisation
That other people deserved a thought;
Those who were upset tonight
And those who will be upset tomorrow.
I cried for them.
Although you may never know,
I am writing this to remind myself
That I really do care;
That it's your hug and your joy
Which I will always remember
Because these things mean more to me
Than any prize.
Published 28th Aug 2021
Author's Note
Written aged 17
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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29th Aug 2021 9:38pm
I enjoyed this piece! I found myself wanting to know more about that hug, a d that gathering which followed…and why the other people deserved more thought than you
29th Aug 2021 9:48pm
I was still at school when it happened, and didn't plan the poem... it just spewed out like that, nearly 30 years ago. My clarinet quartet had just won a major arts competition, and my younger sister was so pleased for me, despite generally feeling inadequate. She has plenty of talents of her own, but doesn't play an instrument and we were of such an age that I was better at most things, simply by virtue of being older. When we got home, I did hear her spilling out all her feelings of inadequacy to our mum - it was a very small house - and I wrote this for her. I finally showed it to her a few months ago. She had never known about it.
30th Aug 2021 00:50am
