My special place
Turning the corner of one of many windy roads we arrived at the place which I call paradise.
Racing out of the car I sink my feet in the burning sand and set my eyes on the beautiful view.
As fast as could I sprinted out to the glistening water and dipped my feet in ankle deep.
All I could hear was waves crashing, crashing and crashing.
The taste of sea salt gathering on my lips is such a great feeling.
A great feeling to be back.
By Georgia
I love this piece of writing Georgia, you took me straight to where we went swimming with Johnny at Castor Bay on the North Shore. Keep up the great work!
ReplyDeletethats a very good special writing poem georgia
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem Georgia. You have included some awesome words and your writing provides the reader with lots of imagery. Well done!
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