The Beach
A place we used to call our home
A place where the kids love to roam
Sandy toes, shiny shells
Blue skies and Ocean swells
Could watch them all day building castles
Forgetting all life’s little hassles.
If only we had known
it then,
Beach trips would
have been more often.
From blue sky to
sandy ground,
Peace and beauty all
around.
If we knew then what
we know now,
Spending more time
there would be a vow.
We watched the cousins frolic all
day.
Jumping in the surf, with no
dismay.
Boogie boarding in the sea
Shouting always, BURY ME!
The very best part
was the memories they
made,
Forever in their heart,
never, never up for trade.
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