St Mary’s Primary Class P5 Poem

She is escaping cruelty

She’s flying

She likes colours

She’s going alone

Everything is tangled

She’s had a bumpy ride

She took the spices in a hurry

They were the first thing that reminded her of home

 

She wants to return

She misses home

She’s walking

She has no one with her

No matter where she goes, she always has a house

 

She is 75

She has brought the key to let her in to

A secret place no one else knows about

She is going slowly because she is sad