Toe Curlin'

The sea, the sand,
We're hand in hand walking.
The breeze, fresh air,
We stroll along talking.
Some kids at play,
We run to them laughing.
The sun beats down,
We're huffing and puffing.
Buckets and spades,
We build a sandcastle.
The birds, the waves,
We're having a paddle.
Wet feet in sand,

by Lizzy Tomlinson

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