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.