The Sun By Amy Boothby - Age 10 years
The sun is a beach ball covered in sand,
Warming up this little land.
It's been kicked into the blue sky,
By a boy on the beach, that kicked it too high.
It races you home, wherever you may be,
Who will win, you'll have to wait and see.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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