It is time

It is time to give

To the less fortunate than ourselves

It is time to pray

For all the hungry people in the world

It is time for peace

To unleash

All of the anger we hold within

It is time

To forget our needs

Let the poor breathe

Good  health

Let their faces sparkle

From wealth

It is time

When the world

Should be sowing a seed

To dismiss all the greed

To concentrate on peace

It is time to sow a seed of hope

To let all the bad things go

It is time to bring happiness

It is time I know

 Gillian Sims

Dear father

Father I know that you have left me

But your not far away

You are up there in heaven

looking down on me

But when I really need you

you are always there for me

But when I pray you answer

But I know you really love me

I talk to you

You answer

But you’re not really there

But I know you really love me

But you are now in heaven

And looking down on me

You are by my side

And always guiding me

By Thomas Sims

Dear April

A little girl so precious and bright 
Her family go on and still they fight,
Early mornings long devastatingly days
Cold wet and lonely at night,
Their little girl taken in a flash
The cold hearted person a piece of spiteful trash,
In strangers thoughts as people pray 
For a beautiful girl home safe today,

Outside she played is that so wrong?
But evil was around and she was gone !!
April Jones we hope you’re safe home
You should come and let justice be done !!

Gemma Cutforth