My time at Holywood Primary is nearly at an end<\/p>\n
We don’t know what’s in store for us just around the bend<\/p>\n
I’ll take with me my memories of mud and games and fun<\/p>\n
Of learning and playing in the woods in wind and rain and sun<\/p>\n
Of all the smiling faces and happy shouts of glee<\/p>\n
And muddy children everywhere (sometimes up a tree)<\/p>\n
Of whittling and campfires and building the best den<\/p>\n
Of learning all your letter sounds and counting up to ten<\/p>\n
But children grow and move on and everything must change<\/p>\n
Not coming to this school again will feel rather strange<\/p>\n
But all of you will be there in my memory<\/p>\n
The happy times I spent here at Holywood Primary.<\/p>\n
By Mrs Madden<\/p>\n
I want to dedicate this poem to Mrs Nyondo and all the 2025 P7s who, like me, are also moving on to new adventures.<\/p>\n
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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 … <\/p>\n