On this cold winter’s night
There is no one in sight,
I lie here on the floor,
I feel as useful as a door,
But on this cold winters night
I see a light in sight,
I watch the light inside the home
And I think, I wish I could live in that lovely home
On this cold winters night,
When there is no one in sight,
I sit here on the floor,
I cant take the pain anymore,
I sit here on my bag dreaming of being glad,
But I will never be glad,
I will always be sad,
Because on this cold winters night,
I am a street child: useless, voiceless,
I will never be glad.
By Henry Halford
Henry - well done for taking on a creative challenge with a difference. You have been quite clever with some language choices and the final final verse is really powerful. Can you print for display please?
ReplyDeleteyes sure i couldn't print it off at home so i'll print it off after half term, have a nice half term!
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