Last day of summer at the beach
I stay beyond the ocean’s reach.
The sand is dark with Ocean’s stain,
It’s claiming beach – that much, is plain.
The ocean is so big and strong,
I know we’ll never get along.
My family loves an ocean swim,
The twins especially, Kim and Jim.
They wave and shout, “Come in, don’t quit!”
But all I think: “I just don’t fit.”
I look away, then at my feet…
They’re still beyond the ocean’s reach.
Sandpipers make tracks on the beach,
While just above me, seagulls screech.
A beachball floats, alone and free,
I will not save it – no, not me!
A wave sneaks up to touch my toes,
Ocean’s waves, in rows and rows.
As time goes on, it grabs my legs…
“Come in and play,” each breaker begs.
My heart pumps faster, pounding beats,
I think about a sneak retreat.
But gingerly, I’m inching in,
And now the water’s to my chin!
I jump the waves and shout with glee,
The waves and sky are all I see.
I can be brave! I can fly high!
What matters most is that I try.
My eyes light up, and then I grin…
And laughing, I exclaim, “You win!”
When day is done, I need a rest,
My ocean playmate is the best!
Each day next summer, here, I’ll be,
My ocean playmate waits for me.
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