Everything Is Flying

• Ellen Laidlaw, Grade 4, St Brigid's Primary School
• Poetry
• 2016

Excellence Award in the 'Top Secret 2016' competition

Everything is flying and I don't know what I do
Dust is coming through my window and it's making me atchoo
My gel pens are everywhere and my paints are squirting blobs
And by the time this is over the doors will have no knobs

Leafs are on the furniture and I don't know where I'm going
I can't find my parents but I think my Dad is mowing
My house has turned into chaos and everyone is mad
It all seems so crazy and it's making me quite sad

Soon this will wear off and things will turn out great
My tummy's playing up now - is it something that I ate?
It turned out this was all a dream that I experienced last night
Then when I woke up in my bed, my Dad was hugging me tight.