On my journey to Hudson Bay I hope to see children swimming in the brook.
And I will see families going on walks.
There will be fish underneath me.
And see frogs on the shore.
And see families playing baseball, the little boy hits the ball and the sound goes bam!
I hope to see big rocks.
And on the Fourth of July to see big fireworks that go POW! BAM! at night.
I hope to see the sun rise and the sun go down.
On Saint Patrick's Day, I hope to see leprechauns and see families gathering together.
And in winter I hope to see ice castles and the lake cracking.
My journey is almost complete, but we still have a little more to go.
I see a big sturgeon under me.
I know I have reached Hudson Bay.
I see a little white house.
I can smell the salt water of the ocean.