Half term
Pen pencil protractor
I have to take
With my warm worn blazer
My body will bake
Why must I be
at this time of the year
In school
Whilst summers in the air
I understand
I have tests soon
And if I pass them I'll be
Over the moon
I should put in effort
I must say I do
But I have to admit
I'm one of the chosen few
The class is split
Between two genders
Learning listening comparing
Now I'm here
Waiting for them to return
I'm extremely tired
But eager to learn
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of a Blind Girl
PoetryThis a complete collection of the poetry which I have written over my lifetime. I hope that you enjoy them!
