It’s like doing a game
‘What’s the hurry,’ mum says, as she closes the door
while Rose already waits at the corner.
Mama knows why, she can’t wait to go to school
and tell her friends that she came across more words
you can put together. It’s like doing a game.
She keeps learning new words and recognises them
when she reads in here books at home or in class.
Books which she swops now and then. But as they
get near to the schoolyard, she runs to her classmates
and then she no longer thinks about snowdrops.