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Tuesday 9 October 2018

Another Poem

Sandy Song

Down at the beach
In hot summer weather,
Sand, sea, sun, salt -
All mixed together.

Sun all shimmery,
Sea all blue.
Waves brushing over me
With special salt glue.

Sand all gritty
Sticks to my hair.
Sand salty on my tongue,
Sand everywhere.

Sand between my fingers,
Sand between my toes.
Sand crunchy on my teeth,
Tickling my nose.
Sand on the car seats
At the end of the day.
Sea gleams and glitters
As the sun slides away.

Philippa Werry

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