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Memories Of The Beach
DT (3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)

Memories Of The Beach

Poem By David Taylor

We went to the beach to get wind in our hair
to stand on the sand and simply to stare.
To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes
as we played 'run away'
from the wavelets at play.

We went to the beach to climb on the rocks
find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks,
and peer in the waters to see what we might find
that the waves of the sea,
had last left behind.

We went to the beach to find coloured shells
the kind that when placed to our ears
make the sound of the ocean appear,
and gathered rocks that we never would find
in the places we walked,
for most of the time.

We went to the beach and all that, we did find
and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds.
I'll never forget the laughter and sounds
and the freedom to run,
on that wet sandy ground.

We went to the beach my family and I
and there we were one,
with the ocean, the beach, and the sky.

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I was looking for a poem for my scrapbook about the beach and this one fits perfectly. The pictures include children running with the waves and adults looking for pretty rocks - This poem has everything. Thanks David Taylor and PoemHunter.com
What a wonderful, charming, RELAXING poem! Loved it!


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