Sunday, March 19, 2017

Room 17's Shared Poem Writing

Senses...

Have you ever just sat there, anywhere and smelt the fresh salty air?

Have you ever gently touched crispy, crunchy sand?

Have you ever heard the waves crashing as the tide comes in, or maybe, just maybe, tasted the salty

sea water as you dive beneath the waves?

Have you ever seen a twisting, struggling fish being hauled onto a fishing boat?

Have you ever...?
By
Room 17
Monday 20 March

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