Kid's views

Playing

I hide behind the rocking horse

And pick my nose

And peer out

At all the other children playing NICELY

Not like me

I don’t play nicely

I pick my nose instead

Beach

Big empty beach

The sand in my

swimmers

itches

AND

I cut my hand on long grass

I never knew grass was sharp

I never knew I did not like the beach

Making it Better

I am sad

Sad is black clouds

And no rainbow

Red is my favourite colour 

Hold the flower petals up to the sun

 And look

The sky turns pink 

Everything looks better when it’s pink

Originally written 2006