Lake Michigan

On Michigan's sandy shore

I saw shells more and more.

I pick them up one by one

Under the warm and burning sun.

The water crashes on the rocks;

The boats are tied to the docks.

Seagulls fly through the air

On the same wind that ruffles my hair.

Lighthouses shine for boats;

In the summer we don't wear coats.

When I dig in the sand

I find rocks that look like a band.

Sometimes I make sand caves

that are broken by the waves.

I like to swim way out deep;

Every shell I find I keep.

Lake Michigan is so much fun;

Now the wonderful day is done!

By Anna Herman, Age 10

Inspired by a trip to Lake Michigan on March 1

while in Holland, MI listening to Caleb's orchestra perform for 

festival.  She was imagining a warm day in summer, not the 

cold day she experienced in the pictures!