At the Beach
Hai, here is another poem about the beautiful beach.
At the beach
Let’s go out to the beach for a walk
And collect seashells while we talk
The hot sand and the waves in between
Makes even an old man feel like a teen
The beach is perfect for a pleasant swim
But still watch out ‘cause the sun may burn your skin
Always the sand covers our toes
And sometimes to brush it we bend low
But ‘ouch’ we cry out loud in shock
When the crab nips and your leg is locked
Then the stupid crab, claps his claws with joy
And we get free and we loudly rejoice
The beach is full of gentle breeze
And we are really happy at the beach
Forgetting how we were earlier seized
We start enjoying before the day cease.
So beautiful it is to see the sky
And the kites flying very high
Later into the sea the sun goes
And that at the beach is the best show
Bye -bye
-Rupashri
