School Stole my Sister

School stole my sister
In the meanest way it could.
I thought she would be back soon
But it seems it’s taken her for good.

School stole her in the daytime
In the time she loved to play
School stole her in the evening-
She still felt far away.

Her bright and coloured leggings,
Were swapped for black and white,
Her laughs and smiles for scowls and frowns,
Her hugs for angry bites.

School took away her freedom
And locked it in a room,
Snatched away my playmate
And left me filled with gloom.

Her weightless, joyous skipping,
Exchanged for a laden plod,
Her quick and witty chatter,
Now just a tired  nod.

When school sends her back to me
A shadow is all I see,
A weary,  changed and distant girl,
Where my sister used to be. 

I know she’s still there somewhere,
Locked deep in those school chains,
I hope she will be free one day
And her smile will rise again. 

‘Til then I’ll tiptoe quietly,
And not disturb her day,
And give her my last chocolate bar
If it means she’ll be ok.

I hate you school,  you stole my best friend
And you’ve no idea what you’ve done. 

Author: Lowrey E. Gray

Usually found with a cup of tea, a pet or a book, I am most content with life's humble gifts. A catch up with friends and home baked cakes is my idea of bliss. My heart beats where my family are close but my soul will always be in that place between sunset and sunrise. 💚

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