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The Beach

By Maddie

 

It is sandy, so smooth, so soft

With water to wade in.

When the birds chirp and dawn

Turns to dusk.  Dusk turns

To evening.  Water jumps up

On me.  Evening turns to night. 

I see the sun set. I smell the fresh

Air, feel the wind

On my face.