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The sun shone bright and hot.
The water splash around my ankles
Sea gulls fly high over my head
Dogs run past, chasing smells
A picnic is on the sand, waiting
Everything is like a dream
I'm in the only place that's like that
I'm at the beach, my favourite spot
-Kat
Nice work!
ReplyDeleteAh, if only summer wasn't ending...
ReplyDeleteWinter is ending here. I can't wait for summer:)
DeleteI love the beach. Nice poem!
ReplyDeletexx
a free mind
Thanks SW.
DeleteBeautiful. It's like I'm actually at the beach. <3
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
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