The Beach

• Lily Lucas-smith, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2018

I can see:
Faint, gentle footprints blowing away in the wind,
Shells like polished diamonds glistening in the sun,
Rainbow coral reefs blushing at you with excitement ,
While green luscious plants grow all around.

I can hear:
Seagulls screeching peacefully as they fly over our heads,
Palm trees swishing and swaying gently in the breeze,
Jewel waves splashing down to a beat,
While crystal clear aqua water dances between your feet.

I can feel:
Hot squeaky sand jig between my toes,
The cool wind breathing all around me,
While I gently slip into the warm clam water,
The relaxation of the island welcoming with joy.