In This Little Town; Summer Sand



By: Charlotte Astley

IN THIS LITTLE TOWN

The birds start chirping, never out of tune,

and the people never stop smiling.

 

In this little town

the waves are always crashing

on the rocks.

Crash

         Crash

                  Crash

In this little town

the fishermen on the dock

keep fishing with a smile.

 

In this little town

the people are never down.

 

SUMMER SAND

The summer sand-

it’s warm like a mother’s hug.

 

As you climb 

farther from the water,

the sand gets hotter and hotter.

 

So, you run

into the water

that is freezing.

   SPLASH

Then you hear “It’s time to go.”

You have to get out of the water,

and run up the sand, hotter and hotter.