My

• Ari Van Der Hek, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2009

My Family

So there’s my dad
Who lives in his lair,
Filled with mounds of model trains
He has reached 50
But will never admit it.
Every night he’s late home
And always leaves at five
Theres my big sister
Always reading
Or doing her hair
And theres my mum,
Who every night,
Does her yoga,
While watching TV.
And last there is me.