Student Publishing Program ::

Paige Beaulieu

The Hunt

Hot and sunny all day as we walk along the sand.
We are explorers on an endeavor.

Climbing mountains,
Building castles.

Sparkling like billions of tiny diamonds in the sun,
The sand scorches our feet as we walk along.

Examining the new land,
The new treasures.

Our land is extraordinary!
With each crash of the wave it is different.

New treasures once hidden are revealed.
We are now pirates gathering riches.

Searching for the perfect ones,
Digging, sifting, and sorting,
Throwing away the cracked and faded.

After hours of searching we have our loot.
Beautiful, soft, perfect colors
Keepsakes of that summer.
The Shells.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]