National Poetry Day Message Poem by Lily Courie

Liz Brownlee ♦ October 6, 2016 ♦ Leave a comment

Dear Ocean,

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The sand between my toes,

The wooshing sound of your waves

Clashing against the rocks.

Every day I see boats

On your beautiful, azure surface.

But… I am so, so sorry

For all your fishy friends

That might be getting sick

Because of the crisp packet

I dropped in the sea earlier.

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Sorry.

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© Lily Courie, aged 9, Coastlands School,  Pembrokeshire, Wales