The one who encourages me

Who encourages me
When the world is
full of good and bad
I am floating between that
There's one person who supports me
She is good and kind to me
She is the queen of my life
She helps me up when I fall
And supports me when I am stuck
She teaches me good and bad And takes me on the correct path when I go wrong
Her face is full of smiles and laughter
She comforts me when I am sad
And I share my happiness with her
I ask god to give her a long life
For she is my hero
She is there with me from my birth
She fills me with love and kisses
And she is none other than my MOTHER

Ann Dorin Rodrigo,
Grade 7,
Adventist International School.

Win and lose

I went for Olympic games
And I thought I was the boss
But when I came fourth
I faced such a lost.
I was the captain of the Titanic
I sailed the athletic sea
And crashed in to an iceberg
And faced a big loss.
I practised, practised and practised
And went to another Olympic games
And finally I'm happy to say
I'm the champion of the games.
I tried and tried and tried
And became the captain
And finally I won the gold.

Liyana Ruth Perera,
Year 4A,
Horizon College International,Malabe.

Night Sky

The sun goes down from the sea,
And moon comes through the hills.
It's not bright as the sun,
But it also shines.
And it's not hot,
It's a cool guy in the sky.
The stars and all bright objects can be seen well,
Because the sky is so dark.
There are lots of children around the moon,
They are the stars.
All these add and make up the night sky, As an attractive, pleasant and beautiful scene.

Sithmini D. Sirithunga,
Grade 8D,
Sacred Heart Convent,
Galle.

The moon

The shimmering moon appears in the sky which is black,
So black like my shoe rack.
She peeps through floppy clouds,
With her shimmering face, full round.
Her face tells us a story,
A story of glory.
She peeps through the windows of children who are asleep,
And she's nearly going to leap.
Every child's dream or even a wish,
Is shown by the silver dish....

Ranupama Gunasekara,
Grade 6,
Horizon College,
Malabe.

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