Title: Old and broken
by Zoe from Hertfordshire | in writing, poetry
I was walking through the woods one day
I saw a house alone that day
It was old and broken
It was alone
I was walking to school one day
I saw a watch that day
It was new and smashed
It was dropped
I was driving home in the dark one day
I saw a shiny thing alone that day
I stop to see what it was
It was small and shiny
I wrote this because of something I wrote when I was in year 5
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