Beatiful

• Jacob Witmont, Grade 4, Moriah War Memorial College
• Poetry
• 2013

Excellence Award in the 'Dream Big 2013' competition

Beautiful

There is Shelley as beautiful as can be,
Sitting in the car, no clue of me.
My nose against the glass, my wistful heart beats fast,
I look to my side, to see the world rushing past.

There is Shelley as beautiful as can be,
Please, please will you notice me.
Then she looks at me, and starts to stare.
I can see her face, her expression is bare.

There is Shelley as beautiful as can be,
Now her eyes are locked on me.
No care on her face, she starts to frown,
I feel my face burn, I look down.

Here comes Shelley as beautiful as can be,
Here she comes to talk to me.
I rub my eyes to see if I’m dreaming.
And I start beaming.


Here is Shelley, up close so pretty,
I open the door, she seems worried.
She asks me something and I start to blush,
“Where are the toilets” she says very harsh.

Here is Shelley as beautiful as can be,
Now I am blushing timidly.
I walk her there with satisfaction,
I’m the boss of this institution.