Here is the original poem I have written my own version
I Hear
When I think of school
I hear
Kids talking and stomping
At lunch the kids run and shout like a dog running faster than a tiger, a cat, a fly, an ant.
But if it is morning tea they walk to their bags and get their food and eat.
When they are done they run and roar like a tiger.
They pack their bags and go home.
And there, just outside the top window
As if it had never ceased to be
But only needed listening to
Keyboards typing, floating free.
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