Waves

• Cassandra Pettit, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2019

Walking through the waves at dusk hearing the soft calm sound
Of water splashing against the sand pounding at the ground
Salty water sprays in my mouth while wind blows up ahead
Seagulls circling above as I’m feeding them pieces of bread
I hear my stomach rumble and I remember my scrumptious meal
I am so happy about my thrilling day I launch into a cartwheel
As I peacefully make my way towards home I see the sun setting
An exciting day of having fun that I will never be forgetting.