A shiny old figure as big as a face,
It stays there for hours until it moves place.

Everyone admires it as they walk past,
But after a while someone takes it, at last!

At the end of the day when everything is dark,
It lies there with a tiny spark.

In the morning there is a lot of light,
So he snuggles up to his owner very warm and tight.

The Medal

By Josh (Year 3)

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