Sandy Beaches Object Poem

Sandy Beaches
Sprinkle, Squish between my toes
The smell of the looking out at the crystal clear blue waters
To my nose
I can feel each grain of sand,
It falls from air into my hand feeling the soft, drops against my skin
The shells I find along the shore,
Picked up by birds that fly and soar
Like kids reaching for their toys on the living room floor
They sparkle like the oceans waves
And carry sand from all the long, flowing lakes
I walk along the tip of the sea,
That’s where my feet leave
Prints to be
I walk all the way to the end
Of the landThe land that holds this beautiful sand