My Mum Is

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by Kiera Garrett aged 10

My mum is obviously the best mum on Earth
she is my best friend
she talks things through with me
she stands up for me
my mum is the best mum EEEVVVEEERRR

Faye

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by Kiera Garrett aged 10

Faye is my princess
She is gorgeous
She deserves every little good comment in the world
She is my SISTER

Skye Is

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by Kiera Garrett aged 10

Skye is beautiful
She is the best goaly
She can do anything
Even eat a whole roast dinner
SHE IS THE BEST SISTER EVER

My Dad

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by Kiera Garrett aged 10

My dad is the best
he plays football with me
He goofs around with me
and most importantly
he loves me

What’s the Sigh of Love?

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by Kiera Garrett aged 10

When doves fly
when the birds sing
when your heart is open
when you feel warm in your heart
then you know it’s the time for love

One Moment…

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by Harshita Das aged 10

One moment I was in the air
Above the clouds, nowhere to be found
One moment I was below the Earth
In its core I’d bound

One moment I was in a palace
And the other in a cottage so small
One moment I was happy with a stick
And the other, I hated my expensive ball

Time changes as we go
We can’t follow it, it just flows
Time is precious
So this is what we learn, it goes.

The Strange Box

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by Harshita Das aged 10

I once had a strange box
Which had everything you coluld want
From onions and potatoes
To a big restaurant

Every kind of cloth imaginable
With every shade and design
From the smallest droplet of water
To an ocean or a shrine

It even may, if you want
Contain stuff for school
Or maybe it’s just that I am
Making you an April fool!!!!

School Reports

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by Emma Williams aged 11

Reports, reports they are everywhere,
Wherever you go, wherever you are,
Reports are just sitting there.
School reports are cool
But you get them every year.

Fairground

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by Zuzanna Kostrzewa aged 9

Fairground smells like lots of ice cream out of snowy lands,
And lots of stinky petrol on the grassy wonderland.
Fairground tastes like cotton candy made out of soft clouds.
Hot dogs and frizzy drink, I like them a lot.
At the Fairground feels like sweating hands with only 10 pounds.
Fairground sounds like lots of people laughing or crying.

How I See

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by Cisi

I hate to write
how I hate it with all my might
sometimes my teacher says
that words are like a maze
but really all I think
is that writing stinks

But one day I changed my mind
because with words I could find
the depths of everything
the wonders to draw, write and sing
so this is it
a poem to show you
that I have no clue
what to do
anymore
for
I am lost
and I wish I could cost
more to people around me