By Elizabeth Blakeslee
When you are in bed…
she pokes out
through the soaking, wet
ocean water
streaming
down her body!
She sees
the whole bottom
of the ocean
at her feet tips,
she sees your loss in heaven.
She walks on the water
with a glowing bridge
for her to walk on!
Glowing,
her reflection glows!
She sees everything.
Elizabeth Blakeslee is an emerging poet who wrote this poem in 3rd grade.