Poetry in Years 3 & 4

I would like to share a poem written by Eleanor in Year 3. 

The Magic Box

I will put in the box

Nice dreams bursting and flowing with happiness,

Secret memories that only I know about

And all the love of the world.

I will put in the box

The sound of fire birds chirping,

A magic stone that transports you to another land.

And tears of sadness from a miserable, poor county.

I will put in the box

Calmness from the calmest person I know,

The smell of the sweetest rose perfume that mums use,

And the sound of the harmless, gentle rain.

I will put in the box

God the father, the son and the holy spirit,

Candyfloss trees and a bright blue river with a chocolate one next to it.

I will love my box forever.

By Eleanor

Keep up the super work Eleanor!