My friend is coming over today
Mum said we might be baking
I ask mum what are we making
But she said it's a secret
I hate secrets
Ding dong
Wait that must be my friend
Oh never mind it was a text
It said that my friend is not coming over
I'm so sad
I feel like crying
Oh well I can bake with my mum instead
I don't need my friend
So mum what are we baking today
Yeah we are making my favourite
Chocolate Chip cookies
I can't wait
Actually I can wait
Mum has to get the ingredients first
Ok let's start
Mum tells me to open the back of flour
But instead of opening it
It explodes everywhere
On mum
On me
In my hair
In mum's hair
On my clothes
On my mum's clothes
It's a mess
Omg
I suck at cooking
Mum said why don't we leave the baking till tomorrow
I was sad I had to do it tomorrow
But good things come to those who wait
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetrythis book is about poems. big ones little ones. I am 11 years old so bare with me please. I love writing books but I love writing poems are my favourite. if you see spelling mistakes im only 11 so I don't know how to spell properly
