14 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments


I apologise if the second line doesn’t seem entirely politically correct – I wrote this when I was about 12 or 13.

Palm trees with coconuts
Natives with mud huts
Hot sun beating down
Treasure marked and treasure found
Rain clouds and parakeets
Little logs to use for seats
Soft warm golden sand
I spy land
Cool sea on a summery day
Butterflies in the month of May

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