Unkown

• Mikayla Longhorn, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2011

Swimming through the ocean, the warm feel of the sea
Passing other creatures, that were not like me
Looking around at all the animals passing bye
Then i saw it, there in the distance, with my eyes

I woke up, or so I thought
To a soft sea breeze, brushing past my face
Lying on a beach, birds flying overhead
Lying on the sand of the beach, so many things unsaid