Summer's Day
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Emma Sun, Grade 4
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Poetry
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2022
The waves splashed against my leg,
Like the crack, of a fresh egg,
The soft sand sinked in my toes,
Like a spider, crawling very slow.
The sun smiled down at me,
Tanning my pale skin,
I looked down, at the sea,
Seeing my evil twin.
Finally, I looked ahead,
The tide was chasing,
Me along the shore.
I ran until I couldn’t anymore,
And floated on the tranquil.