Poem - I Hear

I hear

When I think of school

I hear

Kids shouting as if they were giants

“Roar!”

Bells ringing

I hear the TV playing videos

Lots of bangs, crashes and booms.

Kids running as if they were a cheetah.

Typing keyboards.

Children laughing like someone was tickling them.

Teachers talking, someone is in trouble 

And there, just outside the top window

As if it had never ceased to be

But only needed listening to

A paper rustling in the air, floating free.

Here is the original poem. I have written my own version