Winter, Winter cold breeze comes
Winter, Winter, twinkling lights shine
Winter, Winter the crunchy snow
Winter, Winter how lovely you are
Allsorts
Why?
I hear the news
I see the tears
If I only knew why humans
Have to lose
The war is happening
I don’t know why
Haven’t we learnt it doesn’t work
To hurt each other
When we are all just brothers?
But we are just seeing fear
On the faces of our mothers.
I see the people walk away
Pretending it isn’t looking their way.
We need to learn to help each other
And become humans who see each other.
Wipe the tears from our mother’s face
And let the war stop raging in hate
We are all together in this world
Please let us remember to stay united
And become humans who win together
Not break each other.
The Someone I Know!
Someone who I know
I won’t tell but I’ll show
The someone I know’s nose is extremely big,
and his cheeks red as fig,
his forehead dotted and brown,
and on his face always a frown.
His body is entirely filled with air,
while his head has a single hair.
His stomach holds the whole body’s strain,
while his big head has a missing brain.
Heroes
Not all heroes wear a mask and cape,
Some come disguised as silver-haired grandads
With twinkles in their eyes.
My grandad was wise and fierce,
Protecting family as well as his peers.
My hero is my grandad,
Who unfortunately recently passed.
And oh, sure, he certainly did make me laugh.
From mushroom foraging and midnight walks,
We gazed at stars,
And he made me comfortable to talk.
He was my hero, so big and brave,
A guiding light, even beyond the grave.
Dedicated to my Grandad (Mark Smith
Five More Days till Christmas!
Five more day till Christmas,
Santa and his crew were working overtime,
making childrens’ dreams come true.
Santa’s elves were scurrying about the workshop floor,
except for little “Ty” who was napping by the door.
“Wake up little Ty there is no time to sleep!” Santa shouted,
“We’ve got millions of toys to make!
Now get up on your feet.”
The Path to Victory
Injury and misery are all part of victory,
But some day that victory could be history.
I bet it’s impossible to play,
and not get any sweat.
You know how they say teamwork makes the dreamwork,
But you’ve also got to outwork.
Think of a good moment,
Where you blew away your opponent.
Think of your special glory,
And tell me a success story.
Strict Parents
I’ve snuck TikTok, Snapchat
I’ve snuck it all
And that’s just so I have someone to call
To my parents snap is a crime
And if I download I’ll be doing some time
They don’t know right now
But they’ll soon find out
What this ‘being in my room’ is all about
I have no privacy
None at all
They want to know who I’m about to call
They go through my history
They search through it all
Sometimes I just wanna cry and bawl