My World

• Hamish Reece, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

Large trucks, motorcycles at night,
Life is a constant struggle and fight,
Pulling through with all your might,
Let go, and you may see the light,
Constantly falling, from a great height.
Alone in a world all on your own,
No one to hear you mumble and groan,
Waiting for something that’s dreaded, unknown,
Away from the place of which you call home.
Playing with friends, up a trail we climb,
Helping a garden grow over some time,
This is the world I love, a world so divine,
Not too loud, not too small, but this world is mine.