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Isobel Whitehead Poem
Je sais, quand tu parle
L'aide n'est jamais loin à trouver
Et quelqu'un m'adore
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Isobel Whitehead Poem
I can not get to sleep,
I have counted many sheep,
I've tossed and turned,
I have been moon-burned,
But still I can not get to sleep,
I've thought of the memories I shall keep,
I've picked at my nails,
I've listened to the gales,
But I still can not get to sleep,
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Isobel Whitehead Poem
Red,
As if it has bled,
Thorns stuck into it,
In many places at the top it has split,
Winding it's way up a wall,
A rose,
Is beautilful to all.
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Isobel Whitehead Poem
Summer has finally arrived,
Such a relief that's it's no longer chilly,
The school year is over,
But every second it gets closer :(
The sun deep-fries my skin,
When battling the sun,
There is no way to win.
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Isobel Whitehead Poem
I can not think what to write,
I have thought with all my might,
I have gone through every adjective every verb and every noun,
I have thought of every jewel you can put on a crown,
I've climbed the wall.... but now to get down,
My smile is now a frown,
I can not think what to write.
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Isobel Whitehead Poem
Yard Sale
In the garden of a neighbor,
In the garden of a stranger,
Filled to the brim with treasures,
Different treats,
Different pleasures,
Hours of delight,
Relaxed browsing,
No need,
To do anything,
Don’t need to think.
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