A Poem by JAHG – At The Beach

At The Beach

When I was walking at the beach I could here…

The sound of crashing waves and lots of seagull’s squawking.

When I was walking at the beach I could see…

Twirling leaves falling from trees and seagulls flying around.

When I was walking at the beach I could smell…

Hot food cooking at the takeaway store and hot chips!

When I was walking at the beach I could taste…

Hot chips with sauce and bread and the taste of water!

When I was at the beach I could feel….

The touch of soft wet sand and the hardness of a shell.

~ JAHG Aged 8

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