Beach

• Gabriel Santos, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2018

Beach
The cold water washes my feet
The sand, like a sheet
I swam in the ocean
Fish started a commotion
The saltwater I taste
Water, up to my waist
I feel the water in my hands
Then feel the sand
The clear water shines
Then I see a sign
The water glistened
As I listened
Then someone called
And all came
Then the sun came to fall
And the moon came to all