Rocky Beach

On hot summer days, kids come to play,

At Rocky Beach we shall stay,

To play. To learn to stay on Rocky Beach.

As I feel the water rushing between my toes,

The trees sway and dance in the way of the wind.

The turtles rush around and around,

As I move slowly in the rocks,

The birds like to sing in the wind, 

As the fish get caught in green fishing nets.

I look around to see what to do with me, 

The snakes swim and rattle around on the rocks,    

While I swim around wondering when I can come again.