The Grotto, by Megan
The stone walls stood silently while calling people over, not wanting to be alone anymore,
the plants, insulating the stone walls so the inside stayed in tip top condition,
hidden on the river the grotto was really hard to see even to boat passing closely by,
the river water splashes on to the front making filtered cool water come to the grotto making a pool in the middle
the grotto was just about holding up with purple , yellow and pink flowers
the grotto was at the end of the world
the grotto was nearly at the end of his life
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