I’m amazed and honoured to have been offered this, and thought that this would be a good opportunity to share the oldest poem of mine which I presently have on record. I know there is an older one kicking about, but that may have been consigned to the bin.
This was written for an assignment at school. In year 3 (age 7/8) we had a week where we were learning about deafness and blindness and what it is like to have to live with that. The assignment was to write a poem either titled ‘If I Couldn’t See I Should Miss’ or ‘If I Couldn’t Hear I Should Miss’. Enjoy!
If I Couldn’t See I Should Miss:The sight of lovely birds, Flying so graceful and free. The sight of close relatives, And friends so dear to me. I should miss: Bright colourful pictures, Of my story books. The beautiful butterflies, Flittering and fluttering. I should miss: Playing with my friends, For I couldn’t see them to join in. The sight of birthday presents, And cake on my birthday. I should miss: Going and watching the waves, Crashing and tumbling on to the shore.
I also hereby nominate lizzimills