The island of freedom
Lagoon stood still as a mountain lake，
Though it looks as an irregular arc，
it’s blinking，
And smiling。
Dark blue was beyond the open sea，
Shimmering water clambering joyful at， shore，
White surf，
On a coral reef obviously to see。
The shore fledge with palm trees，
As feathers fly，
Up in the air，
With NO limits!。
The sound penetrating，
through the intricacies of the ，forest, boomed
And echoed。
Coarse grass covered the bank，
An expression of delight，
Among boys the meeting held，
Laughter arose。
Astonishingly the expression of intensity，
Real exploring，
Shining eyes in the gloom，
Delight and ambition filled the island with grin，
Without Grown-ups at all，
“No grown-ups!”，
Boys clambering heavily to fulfill joy，
Stood on his head and grinned。
