Shhh!
Room filled with silence.
The sound of pencils on paper.
The teacher at her desk.
Nearly there,
Two rows to go.
Stuck on the easiest question.
Heart pounding.
Foot tapping like a big round drum!
One row and three questions!
Adrenalin rushing like a cool river.
I'm nearly done!
"Please put your pencils down Room 2".
I was so close!
Hannah
2 comments:
Wow Hannah That's a great poem. I like the way your similes give a real picture in your head of what has happened. I could relate to the topic.
What can I say, clever flossy you!
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