The feelings inside, there’s no way to compare
A wall of glass, from which you may stare
At the people who are having such wonderous fun
Like summer skies and clouds chasing the sun.
Screaming and shouting and so full of glee,
Don’t bother to laugh, to share,
To join in with me.
Self-indulgent? Yep – a poem I wrote when I was 12. Funny how some things stay with you…
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