REACHING OUT

• Robyn Dalrymple
• Poetry
• 2009

I stretch out as long as I can reach.
My fresh, bright green leaves are bursting out of my wide yet thin trunk.
The waves are splashing under me and the sky is watching over me.
The warm, hot sun glows in the cloudy, blue sky.
I feel as boiling as the sun.
It is empty and quiet as the waves slowing crash together.

By Catherinme Lamont
School:St Michael’s Grammar School
Year:4D
Age:10