What the World Could be Like

The smell of lime was coming in to the open air,
Blue sky flying over us,
Red roses going backwards and forwards,
Dogs crying louder and louder,
Suddenly a car crash in to a brick wall,
Then there was a bang it was a bomb.
There was a lovely smell of opium.
The fresh smell was a peach rose,
Sparkling water running down the stream.
The people are trying to walk but they can't.
At the end of the world bones lying ever way
And the bubbly waters going all over.

Linzi age 9yrs

Chapter: Learning more about Lives pg 49
Read my Mind - young children, poetry and learning
Fred Sedgwick