A Day At The Beach

Surveying the area

for just the right spot

It all looks the same

But apparently not

 

It mustn't  have too  many rocks

or have too many shells

A 3 mile trek from the car

Is my idea of hell

 

With 3 kids and 8 bags

All of various size

All carried by me

Which comes to no surprise

 

My man...well hes done

His only job of the day

To put up the wind breaks

So prying eyes stay away

 

The kids are already changed

And sunscreen slapped on

I turn to speak to my son

But hes already gone

 

Heading down to the waves

Speed of a Derby winner

While my daughter complains

Wishing her legs were thinner

 

But in true teenage style

At only thirteen

Shes already on the look out

For the boy of her dreams

 

My little one wants to paddle

But a wave knocks her flat

And she ends up looking

Like a little drowned rat

 

Giving up on her paddle

She wants to find crabs

"Mum can you catch one ?*

"I want to show Dad*

 

But hes already snoring

"No i wasn't" he lies

"So what were you doing?"

"Oh just resting my eyes"

 

Before we all know it

Its time to eat lunch

Tucking into the picnic

Thats now got added crunch

 

Next is sandcastles

Created with care

Whilst telling the story

Of the princess that lives there

 

Dark clouds on the horizon

Signals its time to pack away

Bringing an end to our hectic

Yet perfect family day .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Ladysue]

I love how you captured this...it is hectic with children always and yet there is so much joy...i love the part of carrying the bags...i remember those days and I wouldn't trade them in the for the world...as your last two lines sum it up perfectly....an excellent piece...Beautifully written..

[emmajoy]

What a delightful and beautifully written poem, Marcie.. I've read it twice, once aloud and it just makes me smile cos I can see and hear the way your family, a family, behaves - the teenager and what she'd like to be doing, the little one and crab catching, your son, already off and away to do what boys do at the beach!


This is a really happy piece of writing, one to come back to when the day's grey and dismal!

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Bravooooooooo !! .... what a beautiful flow , what a beautiful day!!

You are the best :)

Yossi