Yesterday my class made poems about works of art. I made this one:
Little girl in blue
Black booted, brown haired
Sad eyes watch children playing
She stands in a corner like a ghost
Staring longingly at those who might have been her friends
But instead are her tormentors
Her shadow is her only ally
Little girl in blue
The best six poems were read out in assembly. My poem was one of the six.
Max.
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