Thursday 10 January 2013

Poem- The beach

Waves crash against the rocks peeping out of the sea.
A boat bobs up and down by them, twirling round every so often.
The voices of young children mingle with the cries of birds.
A group of young boys laugh as they run towards the waves then dive into them.
A bird lands on the beach, casting an inquisitive at his surroundings.
Young children greet the tourists, asking them questions.
What´s your name? Where do you come from?