Friday, 27 November 2015

beach poem

πŸ˜‘   Beach poem  πŸ˜Ž

In the beautiful blue sea of Waimarama beach, where the sun meets the water the glistening torpedo shape body of a dolphin diving, guards the water around. A divers broken kina shell left in small pieces perfect to give someone a nasty old cut on there foot. Great bunches of seaweed for people to collect and put in there gardens. Little crabs scuttling around the wet sand and hiding in small holes all over the place nipping people's feet as they walk past.


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