Beach

• Chloe Semple, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2018

Louder than the gulls the children scream,
Walking along the sand the sun beams.
The sun was setting on each wave,
That crashed into every sea cave.


As the wind blisted by,
I saw a child cry.
Their sandcastle knocked down,
So I made them a daisy crown.


Out on the ocean,
The boats were causing a comotion,
Leaving all the leaves to swish,
While catching all of the fish