celebrating and creating our own LGBTQI+ history in honour of Sheila McWattie

Day twenty

This party has balloons,

Balloons are popping 

This party has music,

The music isn’t stopping 

People go round prancing,

In their own form of dancing. 

We all promised parents we’ll be back on the dot,

But somehow at a party there’s no time to look at the clock.

When I finally get home, I collapse on my bed, fun is exhausting, right? 

I had the most amazing time but you won’t see me awake in the morning! Night! 

By Erin Lobb, Horsham

Comments on: "Day twenty" (3)

  1. fioxirose's avatar

    wonderful piece through a teenage lens, thank you Erin, XX

  2. dykesland's avatar

    prancing! love this thank you for taking us there!

  3. Lel Meleyal's avatar

    love the energy – great poem

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