The Imaginary Sea

I’m sitting on a rock
In a field full of grass.
The wind blows and gently pushes the grass.
I imagine it as the waves.
Slowly pass by in the sea.
The long flowers poking out.
I imagine it as sea weed
Waving in the clear sea water.
The butterfly soaring above
I imagine it as schools of fish
Swimming underneath
It’s a calm blue sea.

Isurandi Dissanayaka
Grade 3-B
Lyceum International School
Kurunegala.