The
beach of play
The
children walk
Picking
up shells
Hearing
the wind
The
white rolling waves
Eagerly
wanting a share
On
the beach of play
Izzy
and Sebby ignore
Izzy
goes to collect shells
Sebby
walks to make his footprints
On
the beach of small footwork
Martin
keeps a close watch
The
footprints on the beach
Sebby
will make many more
As
he strolls along with his Dad
Keeping
a watchful eye
And
in the night
Of
light and shadow
Sitting
on his wooden riding horse
He
turns pages of words and dragon
When
sleeps come along
He
will dream of his time
On
the beach putting his footprints
Hearing
the waves feeling the wind
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