My Magic Box

By Eli

I will  put  in  my box

The high  white snowy mountains of the Pyrenees,

The  wild  green  forest  of the Amazon,

The wild west in the shimmering heat.

I will put in my box

The feel of  my rough  toy sheep,

The sound  of crumbly smoked  bacon crisps,

The smell of a tiger ,a very lovely  tiger.

I will put in my box

The slurping sound of a magical cherry coca cola  fountain,

Cherry flavoured sweets shaped like cherries,

Multi  fruit   flavoured bubble gum.

I will put in my box

A blue summer sky with the sun peeking through  the clouds,

A red romantic sky with heart shaped  clouds  whispering love,

An orangey red sky, sunset heaven.

My box is fashioned from

Magical things like unicorns and wands,

Carved  iron and wood,

A baby’s love.

I shall do in my box

I would horse ride around a lagoon of   dolphins

with my box in my saddlebag,

Before swimming in the lemon scented pool.

My little blossom tree

My little blossom tree,
has many friends down a little grey path.

My little blossom tree ,
Has lots of pink flowers that fall and  make me laugh!

My little blossom tree,
Will grow up big and tall.

My little blossom tree,
In spring it looks magical.

A snow drop

A snow drop fell from the sky,
It was a white, gentle drop.
When it falls it makes a sound,
A clear, soft sound like a drop of water.
It is cold, wet and it melts in your gentle hand,
Its colour is as pure  as a  white wolf.
It is like the dew that you get on flowers in the morning.

written by Elie East