The Eastern Shore
Is way, way more
Then anyone can possibly imagine.
The birds sing from the
Safety of the trees
And the fish silently swim.
A man walks by with his son to
Go fishing, as the
Bees silently buzz.
And then it lightly rains.
Ah, I love the
Eastern Shore.

--  By Jessie Jordan
Age 11, Grade 5,
Upper Eastern Shore