The Beach
At night, there is no one in sight
It is so silent not a sound is made
Peace and delight to the creatures
That lives under
Here they come out
One, other
Waves all around singing in a peaceful
Way that loves
To go around and play
During the day and night
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I think she really misses the Florida beaches. Ya think?
ReplyDeleteNicole,
ReplyDeleteYour poems are very good.
It is nice that you have such good memories
of living in Florida.
When you are on the swim team at least you can
recapture a little of the Florida beaches.
Good Job
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