A Shooting Star

by A.H aged 10

The rain pours down,
The wind swishes around,
The waves tumble and crash,
Nothing seems right,
The damp sand,
can be barely seen
as the tides viciously come in and out.
But wait a minute, look at the sky
glimmering stars and a crescent moon
something among these gems catches your eye
a glimmer, a glitter racing across the twilight sky
you close your eyes
you wish for…
your eyes open and everything feels…
all right.

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