I have never

I have never felt the jagged edges of the frozen tip of Mount Everest, but I have felt the edges of rocks on Padstow beach.

I have never heard the cry of an eagle as it soars through the sunrise, but I have heard the clucking of a chicken at Bosden farm.

I have never swam in the crystal waters of The Bahamas; I have swam in the cold water of Malta.

I have never ridden a fire-breathing dragon, but I have ridden a donkey at my sisters sixth birthday.

I have never sung with a famous celebrity, but I have sung with my cousins and family!

I have never danced with a strictly star; but I have danced at my last primary school disco.

I have never stroked a wild cat gnawing  at its prey, but I have cuddled up with my fluffy cat on a cold night.

by Eliza grant

I want to paint…

the feeling of the cold sea swirling and splashing around my ankles at the beach, on a hot summers day;

the sight of my puppy rolling in the long grass and barking in the warm sun,

the taste of melting chocolate as it dissolves on my tongue , making my mouth water.

I want to paint…

the memory of playing cards with my granddad on a rainy day, as my grandma makes a pot of tea,

the sight of an eagle soaring through the snow-covered valley as the sun beats down;

the drone of the plane flying through the fluffy clouds leaving a trail of its breath behind it;

I want to paint…

the smell of flowers crowding green fields as they sway in the wind – spreading happiness everywhere as little children sit laughing among the swathes of emerald,

kids screaming happily as they wiz down the zip wire on a happy day;

the grass dancing in the wind- as the sky shines sapphire blue- pleasing everyone around,

a little child sitting in the sun-lit woods reading her favourite book as birds sing and the trees whisper,

I want to paint…

the end of this poem…