Sunny Seaside


 Splish splash splish, sunshine bliss
Crashing waves, glistening summer rays
Of days, at the seaside shore
Longing for more, we reminisce
As waves bellow, so we build
Sandcastles on high, quickening sand running over my hand
Slippery stepping stones across oceanic floors
As ‘She’ sets sail, seagulls soar, over the sandy shore
A pool of rock, bucket and spade
Toward the tide and so we wade
Ice-cream dream
Transparent view, starfish slither
We come to a s-t-a-n-d-s-t-i-l-l
Intrigued yet by the wonders of the deep
Sheer radiance
Fetched flip-flops, seaward bound
The zest of life
Cruise the current, row the flow
We drift, we drift
Seaweed and squid
Glancing at the pier, windmill yet afar
Kite shall ride the wind, a break thereupon
Such glee of days
What joy could override
Our sunny seaside

Written by Geraldine Taylor ©

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