‘Adventures at the Shore’ Poem by 12 year old Bookosmian from Mumbai

Adventures at the Shore

The beach is the best way,
To start a great day.

But when I went this Sunday,
I saw a patch of grey.

Was it a shadow?
Was it a seaweed?
Was it a bird?
I didn’t really care.

I was busy enjoying ,
Resting and sunbathing,
Building and digging,
Eating and sipping.

Then again, I noticed it,
I became uneasy, I had to admit.
I decided this was the limit,
I had to go investigating a bit.

I swam close to the patch,
And here comes the catch.
I saw its tail thrash,
And panic filled me in a flash.

I swam back to shore,
What I had seen, I was sure.
Was a whale being washed ashore?
It was not something to ignore.

I called and called for help,
I screamed and I yelped.
My parents came and knelt,
I pointed, oh, how scared I felt!

The Marine Shelter came,
And took it in.

I felt a sense of shame,
And felt I was to blame.

At night that day I prayed,
That the whale would be okay.

But there was no need to be afraid,
For the whale had been saved!