Room 16 Special Forces
Thursday, 4 June 2015
The Sea Poem - By Bella
T
he howling wind swooped through the crashing sea.
As the wind had swept, the sea into crashes and bashes.
I watched the angry waves smash
onto the rocks.
The sky was dark and misty, but the sea roared through the night.
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