Farewell

My time at Holywood Primary is nearly at an end

We don’t know what’s in store for us just around the bend

I’ll take with me my memories of mud and games and fun

Of learning and playing in the woods in wind and rain and sun

Of all the smiling faces and happy shouts of glee

And muddy children everywhere (sometimes up a tree)

Of whittling and campfires and building the best den

Of learning all your letter sounds and counting up to ten

But children grow and move on and everything must change

Not coming to this school again will feel rather strange

But all of you will be there in my memory

The happy times I spent here at Holywood Primary.

By Mrs Madden

I want to dedicate this poem to Mrs Nyondo and all the 2025 P7s who, like me, are also moving on to new adventures.