Friday 2nd April 2021
Lift, my wings, take sudden flight.
Dart through surf, claws skimming the sea,
This raging sea below me.
A wide wild sea still to cross. Tired now,
So tired.
Then, below me, a blessed boat.
A blessed, beautiful bobbing boat!
A home for me on the wild wide sea.
Down I go.
Predict what you think might happen next! Could you create the next paragraph or verse? I’d love to read your writing after the Easter Holidays!