L’eau/Water

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
May/June 2011

By Ella Csuros

Pour moi, l’eau c’est la plage
Où vit ma grand-mère,

Les grands ours bruns
Qui rôdent autour de la maison,

L’océan qui me chante une berceuse,

Le bateau de mon oncle qui part
À la pêche.

Pour moi, l’eau
C’est une vague salée.

For me, water is the island
Where my grandmother lives,

The big brown bears
That creep around the house,

The ocean that sings me a lullaby,

My uncle’s boat that goes out
fishing.

For me, water
Is a salty wave.

L’eau/Water Ella Csuros

Ella Csuros, 8
Montreal, Canada

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