Peot's note: Please go easy on the reviewing or commentary because I'm pretty nervous about posting poems... And, I'm also still kinda new to writing poems myself.
The sun was shining in my eyes
As I struggled to get up.
I walked down to mummy’s room
Wanting to ask her, what is this gloom?
This gloom that is making me dizzy,
I cannot fall ill, as I am very busy!
Mummy asked me to lay down with her
And when I laid down, all I saw was a blur.
And that’s when I blacked out.