The Beach

June 15, 2009
By Anonymous

Sand is warm and soft
Touching me like a blanket
Keeping me happy
Sand showers me as I run to the ocean.
Smiles are everywhere.
Once I reach the sea,
I jump into the blueness,
The bottomless pit.
I shiver with cold.
The towel envelops me.
Warm again, I am.
Back to where I live.
A good time was had by all.
I enjoy the beach!


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