At the start of the term Room1 wrote some poems to enter in the Rodney Library compeition. Briars poem called freedom.



Freedom



Free spirited,

No responsibilities,

Trust her and she will trust you,



Walking, trotting, cantering, galloping,

Freedom, fabulous freedom,

She sounds like thunder

as her big feet pound against the ground,



Silky black body shines in the bright sunlight,

Long black mane as soft as a pillow,

Shiny tail bright in the moonlight,



She needs to be loved like your very oun treasure,

A horse is an animal to love.



By Briar and Sarah