Shining gold like the sun, blue like the sea
Laying there, waiting to be worn,
A reward for hours on the field.
Deep, happy, joy all flowing inside me
It will be my first one.
I hold it tight, warm in my hand.
Outstanding in colours gold and blue
There for me for memories from the past.
My medal is special, there for me when I need it.
My hanging treasure on my shelves,
Precious to me forever.



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