The waves rolling in and out, Crashing at the shore, Turning in to white foam. The seagulls gliding in the sky. The best part is the sunlight, Flowing across me.
The sun light flows across the plants, The dew shines like diamonds. The beautiful, green sprouts grow bigger, and greener everyday. Soon the music of birds fills the garden, At last.
The library is the peacefullest place. The only sound is fingers tapping out letters on keyboards, Pages turning, And quiet whispers. The library, is the best place to be.
My thoughts flow across the page, Like a river flows. As my page fills the story gets better, The sound of pencils on paper fills the room, I live to write.
Stars shining in the night, Stars shining so, so bright. The biggest star is the sun, Running in the stars is so much fun. Stars shining in the night, Stars shining so, so bright.