This poem was written by 10 year old, 4th grade me. Punctuation and formatting changes from then to now. Preserved here for posterity.
Waves
lapping gliding
over sea stones
smooth as silk
Seaweed waving
gently to and fro
Watching the sky turn
pink purple
shades of orange
Birds announce
day's end
All is quiet
on the salty seas
The typewritten original
