The lonely swan

The pale yellow light of the morning sun
sparkled across the rippling surface of the canal
A man alone watching the swan, lost sense of direction
It’s freezing
They feel sympathy
freak out
He’s hoping to help the swan

Submitted by Jamie

This post was submitted by a pupil from WHEC as part of a creative writing project between WHEC, WHALE Arts, the Digital Sentinel and author Sophie Cooke funded by the Kiran’s Trust. You can find some of the other posts here.

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