Sizzle, Flip, Sizzle
Clang, Drop, Clang
Sausages on the BBQ
Sizzle, Flip, Sizzle
Allsorts
Loss
Once a perfect pure place,
Now a soon to be a disgrace.
Walls and halls and photos too,
Maybe next is my roof?
The vicious waves crash on my walls,
Sometimes I think it will take me all at once.
I am a punching bag for the waves,
This is not a game!
This is the last I will speak,
The waves are my enemy!
Help me, please!
People need to stop cutting the trees.
I Think It’s Time
Days pass as I get closer and closer
Nothing left for me
I might as well wait for my fate to be.
Heartbroken with no way back.
It’s my final day
Will they remember me or will I stay in a dark place of their heart?
It’s time to be one with the sea.
The Times Of loss
It’s about time for my fate to be sealed from the light of the world.
Photos on the wall now mean nothing.
Memories they are all destroyed from this world as the waves brutally
Crash into the cliff and the air just thinks this is a game
And when I die history will retell itself and I feel sorry.
For destroying other houses like mine.
But I have no choice, I hoped that I wouldn’t destroy another house
But fate is fate, I have to do it
Little Colours
I’m the golden sun
Who always says hello
I’m the glittery moon
Who has sweet dreams
I’m the pretty rainbow
Who has hidden treasure
I’m the sunny day
Who is ready and happy to play
I’m the black night
Who shows a constellation of stars
I’m the shooting star
Who is full of wishes
I’m me
Who I can be
I follow my heart
Into the stars
The Last Hinge
As I sat on the cliff I realised,
The cliff departed with the sea,
And saying my final squeak of a door hinge,
I sat calmly as I fell apart,
As I became the monster of destroying cliffs
The Dying House
I might not have long left to stay here,
Pictures on each wall, memories for all,
Waiting for me to go,
I hope I have a long time left until
I go.
Memories from here, all disappear, I know
It is time to say goodbye to friends and family
It is time
My Dad, My Hero
He is my Dad,
He never makes me sad.
He gives me lots of kisses…
And asks me lots of quizzes.
With every step, with every fall…
He lifts me up and helps me stand tall.
He is gentle he is kind.
But when I am naughty he does mind.
He works hard day and night shift…
And surprises me with wonderful gifts.
He shows me the way to light…
And I never go out of his sight.
With gentle hand and loving heart
He helps me grow and never depart.
On Father’s day we celebrate too
For all the love, support and guidance true.
Thank you Dad for being my rock.
Our hero, mentor and forever lock.
I wish him a very very happy Father’s day…
Though I love him every single day.
The Right Thing
My cheeks are blush red,
My lips are glossy pink.
Everything will work out,
As long as I do the right thing.