Sea is strong and aggressive,
Its hitting the rock,
Crack by crack the rock is giving up.
The sea get stronger and stronger every minute and every second.
However nobody will stop it because they can’t.
Tomorrow nothing will be the same…
It changes the land more and more by taking people’s houses.
The sea does not care if you shout
It will take its time…
As the sea is dancing near the coast,
The waves are dancing really close,
They nibble relentlessly day by day,
The land is slowly washing away.
The vicious waves destroy the cliff,
Like a lovely feast topped with rocky bits,
First a crack, then a small cave,
Arch, stack then fades away.
Homes and seasides are being destroyed,
When they fall it makes a big noise.
All the place is filled with cries,
Natures power, always a big surprise.
Kids are playing basketball
The choir is practicing in the hall
Kids are on the blue slide
Some are seeking those who hide
A girl’s fallen over and is crying
In football the goalie is trying
Then the whistle blows – alas
‘Playtimes over’ shouts Ms Bass
The younger kids weep and moan
The older kids get angry and groan
When we go back into school
I find that playtime is always cool
Silent winds blow through the silent night,
Carrying dreams across the gentle night.
Oh dear, keep it near,
Never to forget the dearest near.
Clouds of silver moving aside,
Night to day, so gently beside.
Fading stars bring fading night,
Welcoming dawn with golden light.
Dreams on the clouds moving away,
Painting colours for the coming day.
Softly they wander far and wide,
Gently moving dreams aside.
The moon now fades beyond the hills,
The world awakens calm and still.
Oh dear, keep it near,
Never to forget the dearest near.
We’re going to drive to
a restaurant
Now that we arrived to the parking lot
Now we can eat a lot.
nature’s first green is gold,
her hardest hues to hold,
her early leaves a flower,
but only for an hour,
then leaf subsides to leaf,
so evening sank to grief,
so dawn goes down to day,
nothing gold can stay.
Books are sage, books are great,
A companion for every age.
A box of wonder,
With hidden tales under.
Takes you into space far and wide,
Where the mind in the moment resides.
The body rests in a chair,
While the imagination glares.
As every page unfolds and unwinds,
The visuals become more vivid and entwined.
The reality around is left behind,
This little treasure is charismatic and kind.
Secrets everywhere,
Not mine but mine to guard.
They trust me to keep them safe,
To keep them locked away.
Secrets falling, big and small,
Like a blanket made of scars.
Each one burning my skin,
Whispered quietly,
Eyes darting from side to side.
Whispering words that no one else can catch.
I am a vault of secrets,
They hand them to me to keep.
I am a vault of secrets,
Secrets that I will always keep.
Time is slipping through my hands,
A tide fading from the sand.
I’m chasing the hours, but they don’t wait
Each tick sounds further and further away
The sky turns dark, blues and greens creeping in,
the light fading, though it feels like day has just begun
Another day gone, still so much to do,
Letters to write and conversations to be had,
Tasks keep coming but not enough time.