Beach
The
car halts and we all jump out
The
adults prepare our picnic, as us kids run to the sea
Feeling
the soft sand in-between our toes
The
sound of laughter floods my ears
This
is a happy place
I
feel the gentle breeze against my tan silky face
The
open wings of seagulls gliding by
Kites
flying high in the sky
This
is a happy place
We
run up to our parents and sit down to get comfy
We
grab our plates and clame what we want
The
fizz of the lemonade bottle makes us giggle
We
gobble up our food and sit down for a rest
This
is a happy place
We
fall back on our parents and say “Mummy I’m bored”
So
they say “Why don’t you have a sand-castle competition”
We
grab our buckets and shovels
We
build excellent castles, and then yell out “I WON”
This
is a happy place
We
pack up our picnic and jump in the car
Wanting
these wonderful moments to last
We
jump in the car and drive away
This
is a happy place
By Aria Kerebs
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