My Island Paradise

• Samantha Hall, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2018

Looking through the door like looking through the holes of a bowling ball
Footsteps echoing like the beat of a drum
lets play hide and seek so you can hide all your insecurities
Bracing for impact like the water hitting the shore
I can take a hit if it will stop you looking so glum;

Let's drink from the coconuts till' we get sick in our tummy!
Can we play in the water without a care in the world
Are you capable of that? Is my island paradise to far from my reach...
Please tell me why mum is limping dad
You continue to hit and laugh, please tell me what' so funny

End my suffering, Dad
Allow me to escape to my Island paradise