Moving Abroad

by Phoebe Corbett aged 9

Moving abroad
Could be a new adventure
I’ll miss lots of friends
Who I treasure
The thought of the crystal blue sea
Fills me with joy
The thought of making new friends
Oh boy!
The glorious sun glistening down
On the soft sandy beach
Throwing the ball back and forth
As the sun beams down
Imagine leaping into a cold, refreshing pool
Whilst Mum and Dad lie on their
Comfy relaxing sunbeds
Caching up on their books
With their funny looks…
But
I will miss my friends and family
Goodbye….

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