Beach

• Jordan Mauloni, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2015

I can see
Kids eating ice-cream with ice-cream spoons,
There were lots of adults swimming and a kid,
Kids are jumping in the water off some sand dunes,
Lots of people putting on some Rid.
I can hear
I hear the seagulls squawking,
The lifeguards are rushing,
There are lots of lots of people talking,
People playing in the waves that are crashing.
I can feel
The hot burning sands
Sand stinging my legs
There are lots of rubbish cans
Ice-cream, ice-cream everyone begs.