Waves
By meg M
Published 20 September 2017
I’m going to surf waves
And travel caves
Not sure
If it will be a bore
Waves crash against the shore
I just can’t resist and ignore
That I could be surfing
And not wobbling
The taste of its saltiness
Brings back bliss
Little rips of water
Has a daughter
Run back to her mum
With a bulging tum
I look back to the sand
It’s wet but bland
I turn around
With a frown
It’s time to go
Bye bye waves
Bye bye caves
I have to go, Bye Sea
Let’s go me.