Pupils - Poetry

In My Quiet Spot 
by Daniel Tsangarides, Athelney School
                  
    In my quiet spot, 
I can listen to the bustle of the trees,
Feel the breeze winding through my hair,
And I can see the grass swaying by the trunks of trees.
                  
In my quiet spot,
I can't get hurt or touched,
I can let out my feeling and I'm away from danger.
                  
In my quite spot,
I'm feeling, seeing, listening and talking to mother nature.
In the air, trees sway side to side.
In my quiet spot.
In my quiet spot.