Harry and the Hearing Aids

One day in Year Two we had a test.
Usually I’m top of the table, the best
but I couldn’t hear the doctor’s voice;
Too far away. Too much noise.

Soon I forgot and went out to play
but a hospital letter came next day.
Mum said It’s nothing. Everyone goes.
But I saw a worry wrinkling her nose.

Will I have to have hearing aids?
Just wanted to know. I wasn’t afraid.
Curious maybe. A bit special too.
Oh, I wouldn’t worry if I were you.

They did give me hearing aids, one for each ear
and it was AMAZING what I could hear.
Is this what everyone else had heard?
A whisper, the cat’s purr, the cry of a bird?

The rustle of paper, the buzz of a bee,
the splash from a teapot, pouring out tea,
the crackle of flames, the leaves on a tree,
a door creaking open. Now I hold the key.