In a Substitution Class

My mind wanders as I'm
Sitting in a substitution class,
To birds on a trees,calming rivers
And tiny insects in grass.

To little kids playing on streets,
Cars on busy roads,
Lily flowers in the river
And the occasional toad.

Then I look around,
What a sight I saw,
My classmates dozing and bored
And most trying to hold back a yawn.

The teacher screams out my name,
I come out of my daydream
And then the teacher asks me,
"Were you dreaming of ice cream?"

Its more of a funny poem. Not my best work. I wrote this on 3rd July this year, in a substitution class. Our teacher gave us free time, we were lucky. Bye for now!

-Izzy, Over & Out :)