Wednesday, 25 May 2016

Where do I come from



The sea sways onto the smooth sand, 
reaching to the very tip of my toes.
            
The rocks trip me up as they play hide and
seek in the dirty water.  
             
Kayaks walk along the smooth, calm water 
as people ride on them.

Barnacules cutting and scratching at my feet 
as I climb the rocks.

2 comments:

  1. Nice work Sam I like the personification you used

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  2. very good and interesting and fun and I have been on a kayak be for to

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