The moonlight glistens down onto
The elegant sand castles
Children have left behind;
The ebony of the darkness
Stands to form
The golden sand which is now
Filled with tiny footprints
That young children offer
To the beach.
The breeze swims over
To a tall lighthouse,
Newly built,
While the waves of the turquise
Yet cool sea, gather people
To go
For a paddle up and down,
Searching
For the fish that live in the depths
Of the reef.
Mighty dolphins gallop with
The waves waiting for
Humons to come up and kiss
Their silky heads.
The Beach
Is a happy place, where blunders
of life are forgiven
For there is no need to be blue
We are present at the glorious beach!
Sammy Sidhu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beach-s-secrets-aged-9/
