Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Sense poem 1

As I walk along the beach I see, the big blue waves crashing down onto the water below I feel, my dog brush against my leg as the salty wind blows in my face I hear, The seagulls squawking and the little foamy waves gushing onto the sand I taste, lollies,ice creams and slushies galore I smell the fish my granddad and brother just gutted.

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