Competition Entry

Midnight is a time for ghosts
When they come to play
Throwing all my toys on the floor
Shouting
‘Hip, hip, hooray!’

Midnight is a time for treats
And all I can possibly eat
Chocolates, cookies and pizza
Then I fall soundly asleep

Midnight is a time for stories
Funny, scary or sweet
Roasting fantasy marshmallows by the fire
Oh, that is quite a treat

Midnight is a time for witches
Will they be bad or good
Carrying me above the trees
Of the deepest darkest wood

But

When I wake up
My room is all clean
My toys are back under my bed
Where are all the cookie crumbs
Was it real
Or just in my head?

I once saw a unicorn
White and soft
Her tail was rainbow
Pink, purple and blue
She was sparkly and glittery
With a long horn shiny and shimmery
I
Love
Unicorns!

Oh baby, oh baby do fear
the serpent of blackness is near
And as long as he may reign,
he’ll do it in power and vain.

But baby, but baby don’t cry,
don’t shed tears in front of my eye.
For the curse that holds him back,
is even more powerful and black,
and wicked and scary and tall,
than him, the greatest serpent of all!!

Sometimes I sit on my bed and cry
I simply don’t know why
There’s a feeling inside of me
That makes me feel sad
It seems to grow bigger
Then I feel bad

My worries sometimes make me feel scared
I need to talk to someone who cares
I have had it before
Then it’s back again
I don’t always know
Why, how or when

But…
I have a Worry Monster called Pom
She eats all my worries until they are gone
And…
Talking about worries with my mum is okay
it makes me feel better
And worries go away

So…
If you have worries, just like me
Here is my advice
See how helpful it can be

Talk to someone
Who will listen to you
Tell them your worries
They might know what to do

Share your worries
With family and friends
Your worries will go
And your troubles
Will end.

My magic carpet
Can fly high
Up into the never ending blue sky
It zips and zooms across the sky

My magic carpet
Takes off into the night sky
To watch the magic stars
Twinkling in the rich black sky

I like to watch each and every star
Zooming around the planets
Magic carpet
Magic carpet
I hope I can ride you
Tomorrow.

I remember
The bubbly ocean
The smell was wonderful
I remember the sound
Of children playing
And the feel of the hot sand
It was such a relaxing place
I remember the colourful umbrellas
Standing straight and still
I remember the blue birds singing
A song called
‘Twit-a-woo.’

Freedom means…
Getting away from all
The bad things in life
Making people laugh
So
They
Are
Very
Very
Happy

I think about Christmas, prizes and presents
I think about Easter eggs and more
I think about everything
I even think about puppies, cats and bunnies

I think about my family
Mummy, Daddy, Jessica, me and Bethany.
I even think about
Love, peace and beauty.

I think about Britain’s Got Talent
Simon, David, Amanda and Alesha.
I think I’ve told you
Everything now.

My lighthouse
is on the rock
My lighthouse
Is in the middle of the sea
Where the waves are crashing
Against it
I can see my lighthouse
From miles away
When I look at my lighthouse
My thoughts are free.

Melodies dancing in the air
Treble clefs twirling here and there
Notes jumping on the lines
Quavers are a favourite of mine
Singing, dancing everywhere
Music to my ears.