On your marks…. Go!
So off we went, a drumming
river flowing round
the field in endless circles.

Some formed gentle eddies,
whilst others became torrents,
crashing waters surging
forwards with urgency.

Let’s run with zest the Head
had said and so we did,
with cheers and tears and joy,
remembering why we ran.

We poured until our muscles
ached and lungs were spent,
then flung ourselves upon
the shore in celebration.

I joined a local primary school for their annual run to remember a further student who sadly passed away. As always the pupils and community were great.
(23.05.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Mina Rad on Unsplash