The Kangaroo
By Alba O
Published 10 September 2022
I jump as high as I can,
nearly touching the white, glossy clouds.
I look at the dazzling sun,
all shiny and bright.
I bounce away slowly, but calmly.
I feel the freedom blow against my soft fur.
Published 10 September 2022
I jump as high as I can,
nearly touching the white, glossy clouds.
I look at the dazzling sun,
all shiny and bright.
I bounce away slowly, but calmly.
I feel the freedom blow against my soft fur.