My memory box

I will put in the box

a shine from the sea of the Three Cliffs Bay,

the first kick of my little brother,

a first cry from my brother.

I will put in my box

gold sand from my favourite beach,

the suns reflection from the sea.

I will put in the box

the roaring crowd when I scored my first goal,

a smooth, soft pebble from the Bracelet bay.

My box is fashioned from ice, gold and diamonds, with

silver on the top and memories in the corners. Its hinges are shark teeth.

Taylor Bull