Sophie Shaw


Sophie Shaw Poems

1. Friends Or Not! 3/4/2008
2. I Remember 3/5/2008
3. Trapped For Good! ! 3/5/2008
4. My Friend 3/6/2008
5. Torn Between Two Worlds, Goodbye X 3/6/2008
6. Come Back? 3/9/2008
7. A Bright Sky 3/9/2008
8. Abandoned 3/17/2008
9. Happy |birthday Daddy 4/8/2008
10. I Miss You 6/7/2008
11. I Fear It Is Very Wrong Of Me 6/20/2008
12. Mother Love 6/20/2008
13. I Love You! ! ! 1/27/2009
14. I Hate The Way... 1/28/2009
15. You Took My Heart 3/26/2008
16. Do You Love Me? 3/3/2009
17. Heartbroken 3/3/2009
18. She Is The Face Of The Rainbow 3/10/2009
19. The Easter Bunny 3/24/2008
20. X Together We Are One X 3/17/2008
21. English 'Class' 3/9/2008
22. I'M Bored 3/9/2008
23. I Just Don'T Get It 3/9/2008
24. Summer's Here 3/9/2008
25. Lying Awake At Night 3/3/2009
26. A Summers Evening 3/6/2008
27. Why Bother! 3/5/2008
28. Countryside 3/27/2008
29. Christmas Is... 1/28/2009
30. I Will Never Stop Loving You 3/3/2009
31. I Love You 3/16/2008
32. Trapped Within, I Want Him 3/4/2008
33. They Were Whispering 3/9/2008
34. Memories 3/13/2008
35. Since I Met You 3/5/2008
36. Why? Why? 3/5/2008
37. I Hate You 3/24/2008
38. Angel 3/27/2008
39. A Heart Torn In Two 3/6/2008
40. I'M Losing My Friends 3/13/2008
Best Poem of Sophie Shaw

Summer's Coming

In my head I hear a humming,
Summer, summer summer's coming,
Soon we're going on vacation,
But there is a complication,
Day by day the problem's growing,
We don't know yet where we're going,

Mother likes the country best,
That's so she can read and rest,
Dad thinks resting is a bore,
He's for fishing at the shore,
Sister says swimming's cool,
Swimming in the swimming pool,
I don't care,
I'd be happy anywhere,

In my head I hear a humming,
Summer, summer, summer's coming,
Soon we're going on vacation,
But we have a ...

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Why Bother!

When listening to the squeal of teachers,
The boys laugh,
Though many people aren't laughing,
Neither am I!

Sitting there wondering when the fun starts,
I write something plain and boring,
When I look around,
Not many people have written anything,

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