Tower and Town, November 2020

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If My Bag Was Big Enough

If my bag was big enough 
I would bring:
the swaying waves of slender trees 
and the peppered spots of twilight;
the restless night sky full of crystal stars 
with another to share them with;
the delicate shell of a china egg
with signs of hope printed on its scars;
the flecks of silver running down tender leaves 
and a crinkled basket to catch them in;
the sharp, crude laughter of chequered crow;
and the rift of sun kisses through the canopy.
If only I could bring all these things to you.
If only my bag was big enough. 

Niamh Hourd (Year 9)