Poetry, Excited for School?

Entering the

Big, wooden school doors.

Children and teachers walking

On polished floors.


Murmuring, laughing and screaming.

Until up on stage comes the head

So we all line up

Since by her it had been said.


What’s first on the time table?

Is it Maths?

No it’s biology.

She said we’re going to learn about cats.


Yes, that’s me.

Pencil case falling to the ground,

Trying to do my homework

Secretly, without a sound.


It’s school again.

I’m really excited,

Since being with my friends,

really makes me delighted!


Thanks for reading! 🙂


Writing Penguin.

🙂 🙂 🙂


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