Tuesday 28 March 2017

Summer by Ryan

Summer
Is orange like the sunrise
early in the morning
It tastes like icecream in my mouth
It smells like a barbecue being
cooked in the rain
It looks like ice cream and sausages
on a hot summer day
It sounds like a bmx bike landing a jump
It feels like surfing at Whangarei Heads

By Ryan

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