TES Young Poet of the Week
The past had melted, Like snow on the Himalayas.
The present was galloping swiftly by, A foal, following its mother.
But the future, A curious creature, Lay, unawakened, By the fireside.
We were all waiting for it to stir?
A sleeping soul, Destined never to wake up, Everyone's attention drawn to it.
Although our hopes are full, My life seems empty As I head to the future, I'll cry for the life I leave behind.
Isla Gray, aged 13, receives Back By Midnight by John Mole (Puffin).
Submitted by James Graham-Brown of Truro High School for Girls, Truro, Cornwall, who receives the Poetry Society's teachers' newsletter.
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