Mary

by Caleb Te Wharau aged 14

As Mary sat there in a pool of sunshine,
she felt the warm sun caressing her face
She laid back in the soft grass
running her fingers through it.
She laid back and watched the clouds run above her
and the birds fly past.
She could hear the trees swaying fom side to side
waving at Mary.

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