Marbles That I Haven't Lost

• Aurora Beveridge, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2018

Marbles That I Haven't Lost

Marbles in a bag, marbles in a tin,
Saying “you’ve lost your marbles”,
But there really here safe and sound.
So, I haven’t lost them yet,
But if I let my brother at them, whoa,
There’ll be scattered all too sure.
In every nook and cranny,
All over on the floor,
Rolling all around never to be seen again,
Never ever seen again.
I don’t want that,
You see but there here safe with me.