They have sand between their toes, a keen
look upon their face, marveling at this place,
as they jump each wave towards shore, so brave.
See their skin glisten in the sun, as they listen
to the gliding seagulls squawk above, biding
their time for another wave signaling playtime.
This is a prose poem from Day 3 of Blogging University’s Writing 201 Poetry class. Follow all my Poetry class posts: #writing201
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