(Best sung to the ‘Raindrops on Roses’
Sound of Music melody)
Poised, sharp and twinkling,
So adult when speaking.
Bright as a button,
Self-confidence building.
Doing her homework
And passing her tests;
Flying at her new school
And giving her best.
List making, potions
And outraged-faced poses.
Climbing and hanging
And landing on noses.
Chess, stamps and boredom
And driving up walls;
These are a few of her favourite things.
When the pen drops,
When the door slams,
When her tea goes cold,
I simply remember she’s seven years old
And then I can’t be, but awed.
Achilles & Aristotle 