Day And Night In The Safari

• Karin Mahuika, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2016

The darkness of thee night
The silver gloomy shrubs
The fresh cool breeze
The owl hoots as the
Illusive clock strikes twelve
The predators start their hunt
And the prey runs away
The hot safari ground
Burns my feet in the day
The blazing sun shines
Over me like a shadow
I miss the ocean breeze
Of home this exploration
Has gone wrong
Now I am lost