Day Time

• Georgie Tooth, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2014

Sitting in the playground
Autumn is here
The leaves are dancing in the breeze
Bare trees look dead around me
The leaves are drying out
Covering the freshly mowed grass
With the blue as blue sky above me,
The sun shining down
The sound of the chooks going about there daily routine
The worms and insects below me
I hear the bell tower chimes as someone leaves this day
Shadows shading this land
Then I hear the laughter from the children around
And I feel safe sitting here in the playground