The Most Eastern Point in Australia

A Poem by Jude


Today we went to Byron Bay
A place I'd  like to stay and play.

The cool ocean water tickles my toes
I'd be a fool not to go.
The wind flew from the windows and bellowed my scarf
tied upon my head
 A new silk dress of brown and gold
not green, not red
 We saw a painting, my sister and I
"The painting of Byron beach" I cry
 The shops on each street so crowded and packed
My tummy grumbled from food that I lacked
My Nanny in a hundred swimsuits
Maybe even more!
But after swim suit 44, there was nothing left in the store
So lunch it was, cheese sandwich or two
A little apple, a little carrot, too much for just two
After that my Auntie, Mama and sister set off for a shop
and lots of people not one in a row
While I stayed behind to run on the beach to and fro
Then we packed not leaving a tiny little snack
And went off to a lighthouse, down windy steps and twisty roads
to find a blue tongue lizard with an Ice Cream Cone

We saw an army helicopter flying close by
we saw the view and headed back
A spectacular view that had no weakness, no lack

We went on the road to a beach again
with the waves I would pretend
I was an Olympic Swimmer
Then home again, home again
And Mama says to write a page
"A poem" I say
So here I am, my poems complete
My Rhyming unique
My best has been done
The end to everyone.