The Beach
The sea gulls approaching for their morning catch, the waves crashing at my bare feet it gave me a feeling of being home.
I would love the fresh air it made me think how could God create this, but in a snap, he created it. The sand had a sparkle of delight to my eyes. The feeling of the sand made my feet feel like I was on a cloud up above. I could smell the salt every time the waves crashed against the seashore.
Near the seashore, I saw tiny seashells and sometimes enormous seashells. The sun seemed as if it was smiling at me with its light. When I looked left or right, it looked like the beach could go on forever.
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I think the kid's got talent. Nicole ask that you please write comments. Thank you, Steve
ReplyDeleteShe has talent.I love the Poem.I miss Florida too.
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