The Dying House

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by Scarlett aged 9-10

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

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by Ishanvi Bhat aged 9

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

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by Diya Velugoti aged 7

My cheeks are blush red,
My lips are glossy pink.
Everything will work out,
As long as I do the right thing.

Just A Little Girl

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by Smina Jain aged 15

She was judged before she opened her eyes,
She knew nothing of the world’s cruel lies.
She felt like a trapped little mouse,
Already judged inside her own house.

People wanted her to be fair,
But the weight of it — she couldn’t bear.
They said being fair would take her far,
As if her brown skin was a scar.

She never chose the shade she wore,
But they treated her colour like something to abhor.
What was her fault? What was the sin?
She didn’t know race was something to begin.

As she lays down, it still lingers,
Why they pointed at her with fingers.
She was just a little girl,
With a hidden, precious pearl.

At day’s end, she longs to be seen,
Just like any other fair teen.
Sometimes she blamed her own self,
Buried beneath thoughts of someone else.

She feared the world of people so mean
But she knew she was stuck inbetween
All she wanted was to be proud…
Not buried, but to rise from the ground.

Nature

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by Durva aged 9

Trees dancing in the wind
Meadows growing lovely
Bright shining sun
Plants grow grow grow
Animals adventure time
Soft breeze in the air
Shine bright light nature

Black Bear

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by Durva aged 9

I’m a great climber.
I turn backwards when people spray me.
When humans climb a tree I chase them.
When humans see me they can’t play dead.
I bite people.
Growl growl growl.

Summer in Scotland

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by Veer aged 11

Summer is great
Because of the summer break
I can stay home all day
Or go far away
I live like life ends tomorrow
Having fun without any sorrow
We enjoy our games
We live the same
Like brothers,
No worry of our mothers,
We only care about one another
The beach’s sand keeps me warm
From the now long-gone winter,
We go to the Highlands,
Up in Ayrshire, and Inverness
Or sometimes down to London,
We stay alive,
Through the night
Keeping the flame forever bright
We go on hikes,
Up to the Pentland heights
As the clock ticks and tocks
Until the unfortunate end
Of summer break
I love to eat
Tons of ice cream
And drink gallons of lemonade
Sitting on the beach.
Every day, we live through our holidays
During school everything seems like a maze,
And while I’m at home everything goes quick as a blaze
I don’t want to go to school,
I want to stay home and
Sleep and eat tasty food
No more school, please
I want to have more sleep.

Bats

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by Chloe Boquillon aged 8 and a half

Bats are dark, as black as the night.
Bats are scary, they give you a fright.
Bats fly around, never on the ground.
When one comes to see me, I see what it’s found.
Sometimes it’s a mouse, sometimes it’s a rat.
Sometimes it is even a very small bat!
Bats hang upside down to sleep
Because their sleep is very deep.
Come out at night, you very might see me.

The Sea

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by Eva aged 9

The sea is full of lots of fish that swim and glide, slide and swish
The sea is home to whales and sharks that cry and moan in the dark
The groups of fish are big as bears and they lurk around everywhere
The sea is an undiscovered world underneath the waves that swirl
The sea is becoming a polluted place and fish are dying at a fast pace
If we do not stop it then the sea creatures will all cease to be.

Christmas

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by Alisha aged 9

Every Christmas
I think of what I hold dearest
Everyone who gives me love
As if they were possessed by a dear dove
So I love them back
And we are a pack
For LIFE