The Beach

Just a poem about beaches.

I stand in the crystal water
The cooling wind in my face.
I breathe in and smile
Enjoying every minute.

I see children with their friends
Splashing and laughing in the waves.
Adults standing at chatting
The water rippling over their feet.

Then I see the others
Gathering shells together.
And even more
Building their fortresses of sand.

I see a girl with a boogie board
Standing off to the side.
And I smile
Because that girl is me.

Reviews

[Gleb Zavlanov]

I actually felt like I was there! Great poem!