My Family

By Vicky Poxon (13)

The hospital is my second home,
When my dad goes he always moans,
My brother sits in the chair and moans,
And my mum is always chattin on the phone.

My Blood

By Vicky Poxon (13)

There was a girl called Vick,
Who once felt very sick,
So they gave her some blood,
Right there where she stood,
And now she is feeling quite fit.

ETERNITY

By Vicky Poxon (13)

When you dream
They may come true
For I’ll be here thinking of you
Please don’t cry
Keep your cheeks dry
For I didn’t die
I’m above you.

In the clouds it may seem
Just like you’re having another dream
But really your not
It is true
I’ll be here thinking of you.