Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Summer by Emily


Is pink like the sun setting just before dark
It tastes like chocolate ice-cream on the beach
It smells like the barbecue burning with all that juicy meat in it
It looks like the sparkling sea at Matarangi beach
It sounds like waves crashing against the boat
It feels like playing on the beach with friends

By Emily

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