Tuesday 28 March 2017

Summer by Cynthia

Summer
Is pink like the shiny sunset when I
Walk down the beach
It tastes like coconut swiss chocolate ice-cream dripping down my chin
It tastes like delicious hot chips making me goi towards them
It looks like water sparkling under the dark black night
It sounds like people laughing and splashing in the waves
It feels like dancing in the hot air With my friends

By Cynthia

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