In this Poem

by Maddie Johnson
Grade 4
French Immersion School

In this poem

there are waves roaming to heaven

Me sitting in the beautiful ocean with my sister

our hair floats in the water.

When we are underwater bubbles burst

through our teeth and mouths.

The stories of the waves float in our minds

the sounds of the animals blow through our ears

the wind soars in our souls and we let the water

yell in our eyes.  The blueness strokes our cheeks.