The Future is a Jelly
The future is a jelly
so don’t let it slip away
mould it with ideas
turn it into play.
The future is a jelly
to fit any shape or size
its wobbles are your travels
its journeys are your tries.
The future is a jelly
that won’t sit on a plate
so go out there and grab it;
tomorrow doesn’t wait.
so don’t let it slip away
mould it with ideas
turn it into play.
The future is a jelly
to fit any shape or size
its wobbles are your travels
its journeys are your tries.
The future is a jelly
that won’t sit on a plate
so go out there and grab it;
tomorrow doesn’t wait.
This poem is copyright (©) Emma Phillips 2026
About the Writer
Emma Phillips
Emma Phillips lives, writes and teaches by the M5 in Devon, which sometimes lures her off in search of adventure. Her poetry for children can be found in Tyger, Tyger, The School Magazine, Little Thoughts Press and Paperbound, as well as here on the Dirigible Balloon. She is addicted to crisps.
