A Good Day

• Emily Adams-mccarthy, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2015

The orangey, red sunset glowed across the crystal clear water, shrinking as the day goes to sleep.
The water crashes along the golden yellow sand, and splashes right up until it reaches the green spiky bushes and soft scruffy grass. The tide was in.
Today has been a very good day. I was no longer lonely.
I met a new friend, her name is Abigail.
We met this morning on the beach and I was excited to meet someone my own age.
She had long, blonde hair like me.
She had a pretty dress on like me.
She was a good dancer like me.
Maybe she was real, or maybe I was using my imagination!
From today onwards I will never be lonely ever again.
I will always have my imagination.