I drove to the lakes one day.
As I stepped into the water I heard the birds chirping away.
I heard the water slam into the rocks as I sloshed by;
I disappear under water hearing ticking sounds.
I felt the cold water take over my body;
I felt my Mums hands wrap round me.
I gasped for air as I felt the warm breeze drying my freezing hands.
I saw Greg tucked into his blue book.
I saw Mum’s rock pool among the rocks.
After a lovely day at the lakes we drove home.