Hannah Rosenberg

Aqua

Through the consoling ocean I drifted, so crystal, clear and blue
If only I knew,
How fast it surrounds you.

Swimming faster and faster
I was headed for disaster,
Swimming through the summer days, I thought I was a master.

On my back, losing breath,
A monster whirlpool pulled me towards my death.

But then, I saw the land,
Floating towards the soft, fair sand
It took me by the hand…

Safety.




[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]


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