(written age 12)
Haiku
Gentle, rhythmic swells,
skies fill with pale pinks and reds.
Soft, warm, bleach-white sand.
Such bliss is this sand!
Calm waves swell gently to shore,
the sand, its pillow.
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Pura Vida
Poetry~A collection of my poetry.~ Many people say that the poetry on wattpad is just a jumble of rhyming words with no true meaning, written by emotional teenage girls. I'm not going to lie. I am a teen. I am a girl. And I am emotional. But my poetry is...
