A Bag Called Me

Published by Family Friend Poems March 2022 with permission of the Author.

Be a kid
Enjoy the ride
Pause a while
Step outside

Frozen now
For shortest time
Look around
Upwards climb

Scan the view
and hold it still
Come back soon
You never will

So what you can
Pack in your case
And take it to
A future place

When you’re there
Way down the line
Open it
Let it shine

Reminding you
from green to gold
What you held
You still hold

Awe, belief
Hope and fear
Carried all
From there to here

What you were
is what you be
Past and present
in a bag called, ‘Me.’

ABOUT THE POET:

Mark Bird is a primary teacher in London who has loved writing since the age of 11. He discovered poetry when he found an old tatty book of poems by A.A. Milne. Mark writes because he enjoys inventing characters, places and events that never existed before. He loves to write inspirational poems and stories; whether that be humorous narratives or work exploring children’s emotions. Mark has had his children’s poems published by Gill Education, The Caterpillar magazine and most recently, in Macmillan’s “The Best Ever Book of Funny Poems.”

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