Tuesday, May 08, 2012

seasons of my childhood

I don't like summer 
Summer is lonely 
No school, no friends 
Summer means being sent outside to play 
By myself 
Being woken early by the sun 

Autumn in my favourite 
Back to school 
New shoes, new jotters 
Fresh white pages ready to be filled 
Routine, friends 
Not stuck at home 

Winter means wrapping up warm 
Staying inside 

Snowdrops = my birthday
Downhill from there

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