The Beach

Water flowing back and forth,

Crashing heavily into the rocks.

Seagulls flying, gliding in the air.

Frisbees soaring across the sky,

Dogs sprinting, catching the frisbee.

Feeling really cheerful,

Marvellous and relaxing.

Waves crashing noisily.

Crabs snapping.

Lots and lots of people swimming.

Sand tickling my feet.

Sun setting over the ocean,

Clouds drifting over the sun.

Getting cold and chilly.

Everybody is getting out of the water,

Packing up,

Time to leave.

I will come back soon.

The golden sand and crystal sea

Is where I want to be.