As my boredom lasts I sigh
If only I was sick today
If only I went to a different school
But then I think again obviously god wants me here
As the nagging carries on I wonder
I wish school lasted longer
I wish I was invited out
But then I keep wondering this is what parents do
As I swing on this frame in the shivering cold I remember
the good times at school I loved with all my friends
The exciting new gossip
The smiles on faces
and the enjoyable lessons
I thought 'I am lucky! '
Im still swinging but with a cheeky smirk across my face
I remember the happy moments shared with my mum and brothers
The private jokes
The movie nights
And the special hugs we had
I thought 'I am lucky! '
Bad moments replaced with happy memories
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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