ROCK POOLS
Down to the gr.ey-green rocks we went, Timothy, Betsy and I, The tide was low, and pools we found Lying in hollows high. Warmed by the sun, and deep they were, Blue-green, with seaweed around; Pink-tipped anemones floated there And a starfish, Timothy found. I smv a pawa shell down deep. As pretty as mother-of-pearl; And Betsy was chasing a baby crab When a little wind came with a whirl. . . And ruffled the breast of the blue rockpool. Grey storm clouds banked up in the west, And Timothy, Betsy and I ran home, To supper, and bedtime, and rest.
■ —Original, by Mary Kitching, Kelburn (aged 16 years)
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Dominion, Volume 24, Issue 144, 14 March 1931, Page 21
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109ROCK POOLS Dominion, Volume 24, Issue 144, 14 March 1931, Page 21
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