Your Dream Destination

• Alexander Connell, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2018

There is a place, where water is glass and nibbles at your feet,
The bay surrounds the extending headland,
Like a vast orange sheet.
Ripples as silent as a black hole in space,
The calm breeze blowing gently past your face.
Sand as white as snow beneath,
The emerald sky, behind the clouds.
Where laziness is nothing but your intentions of life,
And relaxing is a charm.