For countless years I’ve lived by the sea,
My many legs stretching out into the water.
I used to be young, but now I’m old.
My bones were shiny, my muscles strong.
Now my bones are rusting, and my muscles are rotting.
I remember my best days, when tall ships visited, and children played.
But now no ships come, and nobody walks on my back.
I used to be a beautiful jetty, people would come from near and far to see me.
But now I’m just a lump of wood and metal that people avoid.
I was happy and proud,
But now I’m sad and alone.
Jenna, year 6, St Martin’s Lutheran Collage