Acrostic Poem
By Skye Wade
Summer
Swimming in the cool water.
Under the waves we go.
Memories of the warm sun and cool water.
Many days at the beach.
Everyone has heaps of fun in the summer.
Rough sand under my feet.
Under the waves we go.
Memories of the warm sun and cool water.
Many days at the beach.
Everyone has heaps of fun in the summer.
Rough sand under my feet.