Cool View Poem by Jenna Smith

Rising deep within a pond,
Sitting by the seaside and grotto,
Might teach my natures,

As the tidewater rises,
The icy peppermint feeling,
Comes over my being,

My heart goes on vacation,
Every time the birds fly south,

My brain went numb,
Like the bird went transatlantic,

My heart goes vacation,
Like the bird goes to Capri,

As soon as I thought,
The waters were cool,

The pool starts to drain...