Long Ago
By Amy Connor Rang 5
Today was the day,
That we had to go,
Away from out country
Away from Mayo.
I didn’t want to leave
Because of all the memories we had,
Like the pot full of porridge
That made us really glad.
There sat the teapot,
It won’t be used anymore.
I see my mother lifting it
Out through the door.
My mother used the teapot
Mostly everyday.
She’d call me in to have some
When I’d finished all my play.
There was my suitcase
Packed with all my things.
Like all my clothes and toys,
That’s all that I could bring.
I’m sorry to have to do this,
But I really need to go.
Away from my country,
Away from Mayo.
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