poem: Beach by Hiya P Patel

 

BEACH

Sitting on the beach

Soaking my feet

The soft sand making

The best ever seat

Splash splash of the water

Against the ground

It is the greatest thing

Anyone has ever found

The salty odor in the air

Filling my nose

It feels so good

As good as a red rose

Writing on the beach sand

And watching the waves

Stealing it away

Under the sun rays.

HIYA P PATEL

VIII F

ROLL NO 20

ADMN NO 8675