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Under the Pohutukawa Tree

The waves are crashing like a mad bull. The seagulls are flying around the Pohutukawa tree, screaming like a baby crying. The trees are crackling in the wind like lightning in the sky. I can see the waves getting softer and softer as they break onto the seashore. Ships look like they are going slower and slower as they sail past. The crabs are scuttling so fast you can hardly see them coming past. The children are playing happily in the sand like the birds singing happily in the trees. The Pohutukawa flowers are as red as a fire as they fall off the tree. The sun is blazing on my back like mad. The silky sand is as soft as a blanket. The wind is cooling me down faster and faster like a fan.
Article posted April 16, 2008 at 02:11 AM •
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Dion I like your work well done
Comment Posted on August 5, 2008 at 02:11 AM by
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