My journey starts high in the mountains,
Consuming rocks, sand and stones.
Suddenly a fish appears.
Then another, and another.
I just keep going!
I meander through trees that guard me like stolen treasure,
Tall and green.
I become a cataract, blue and speedy.
Wolves are my shadow demons.
Now I’m greedily eaten by plastic and
Factories that make more plastic.
Come find me children!
But hurry, for my end is near!
By Jacob of year 5 Andover C of E school