Wednesday, 24 May 2017

The Cobblestone path

WALT: write poetic writing
Cobblestone path
As the children play I get older and weaker.
All day and night, I lay there motionless.
The light blues and greys, faded and turned to rust.
* I am as rough as sandpaper although some children are so tough that they can walk in their bare feet.
*Thousands of cracks, the colour just black, start to suddenly grow.
The rectangular path fits perfectly in the old court corner.





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1 comment:

  1. Anonymous3 August 2017 at 19:34

    Hello Ella
    Just two inform you we had two do all of it ourselves and i'm glad you enjoyed it.
    Thanks a lot for the great comment
    From Jessica
    Blog ya later

    ReplyDelete

Thanks for your positive, thoughtful and helpful comment on my work.

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