Poem - I Hear

I Hear

When I think of school

I hear 

Friends talking, 

School bells ringing.

People shouting out, “Goal!” 

Pals saying, “Hello there.” 

Mates shouting as they run outside. 

People’s chrome book keys are clicking. 

Buddies singing together, 

There, just outside the top window. 

As if it had never ceased to be. 

But only needed listen to 

A quiet class doing reading for 20 minutes, floating free.

Here is the original poem. I have written my own version.