The Artwork
By Lottie T
Scribble
goes her pencil,
Snap,
Goes the lead.
A page that was once dead fills up with colour.
Her mum looks over her shoulder in awe,
To see her daughter's love for art,
S l o w l y Start to show.
She’s doing this for me I think to myself.
Her hand’s going so fast that her pencil’s running,
Out... Of... Breath.
It’s midnight now,
I can’t believe she stayed up this late. She’s
A true friend.
My love for her gift it is as big
As the love I shed for my nan
So thank you friend
You’re true.
And I love you.