Walking along shore
looking at waves
upon the shore
Sand under feet
Sand between toes
Sand between fingers
Building castle in the sand
White, brown pointed edges
Smooth side against my ear
Hearing the sound
of it's natural home
away it goes
to be seen by one
To be remember and
to to be cherish
by me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoy going to the beach and just think about my life family and friends.