Australian Summer

• Isla Budge, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

Crashing against the shore
The emerald waves roar
When you sit and listen, you will never bore
Instead you will come back for more

Every day you will say
It’s time to go to the bay
It feels like an entire day
But when you’re there it never matters anyway

I see the waves attempt to jump
Ever so violently that I hear a loud thump
The trees crack and there sits a stump
All the dead trees make it look like a dump

But Australia is the best place to be
Especially with a tribe of three
In Australia, you will always feel free
To do what you want with me and a cup of tea