Hi @ all !!!




I know that I am currently running a FF, but while cleaning up a German folder from my 7th grade fell into my hands and there I found a poem of myself that I wrote back then. We were in the school camp on Föhr on the North Sea and had to write a poem about the beach or the sea. If I read through my poem now, I would like to change a few things, but I wanted to show you the original.


Maybe you like it ...




Please write me a lot of clerks underneath! ^^






Writing soul




One last time I'll stand on the beach


I feel empty,


You can walk through me


Because I don't exist anymore.




One last time I try to touch the shells


So many are lying here on the beach


But I can't kidnap her


In the next country.




One last time I try to catch the crabs

I used to run after them


But I can't even get to them anymore


I can never do that again.




One last time I try to taste the salty air


This air is only here


To lick my mouth


But for me they never exist again.




Slowly I'm on my way


I would like to stay here longer


But I know that this is not possible


Then I'll stop writing now too.






So! That was my 7th grade poem.


Maybe you liked it. I'm looking forward for comments!!!!!




By elite girl