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!