Poetry by David T

My keyworker

He’s a nice man, he’s got eyes, he’s tall and thin

He’s got brown hair

He is a nice person

We go to the pub

Nihal is a friend I can talk to

Nihal says good morning to me

Nihal brought a teddy bear book for christmas

My Mum

Me and mum went on holiday

to Lanzarote.

I love my mum because she

is nice.

My mum likes to read.

My mum doesn’t like Eastenders.