The Magic Box
I will put in my box:
A rabbit racing roughly through the field.
A star swirling smoothly in the sky.
A number nine sitting on it’s own.
I will put in my box:
A goldfish on a lead, with four legs,
A dog in the sea, with fins and gills,
Doughnuts falling from the sky.
I will put in my box:
When my brother come out of hospital,
When I first saw my baby brother.
The first time I made friends.
I will put in my box:
A horse riding on a human’s back,
A bright space and a black world
Food eating humans.
My box’s hinges are made of hearts.
The locks are made of a baby’s first cry.
The top is made of happiness and friendship.
Emma(9) St Williams of York School
this poem was forwarded to me by a friend - thanks Karen