Monday, November 23, 2015

Michigan in Two Verses

1.Well, here it is! My friend's mom says as she unpacks the load of items we brought.
The gigantic beach ball lands on soil 3 1/2 hours away from home, and explores. 
We take out the Wham-O Frisbee and throw it into the narrow passageway, watching it's every move as it sinks into the sand.
A big hill is covered with hot sand.
We can see the tallest lighthouse in all Michigan, dominating the view.


2.Well, here it is again! My friend's mom says as she unpacks the sandboards we brought. 
The gigantic beach ball stays in the hotel room. 
We take out the sandboards and climb up to the top of the hill and try to surf down it, but we can't move. 
The hill turns into cold sand, realizing this is most likely the last time I'll be here for a while.
We see the lighthouse for the last time.

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