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Tuesday, 28 July 2015

I am a child

I am a child
I am all the things of the past,
I am the kindness of my mother
I am the helpfulness of my father.
I am all I hear,
kids screaming!
Sister fighting
TV booming
Phone ringing
I am all I feel and taste,
The hard tiles beneath my feet
The yummy ice-cream melting in my mouth
I am all I smell,
 vanilla Candle flickering in the sunlight
The perfume my my mum wears in the day
And all i remember,
Going to Thailand and Dreamworld
I am the child of the future.
I am a gymnast.
By Charlotte

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