Treasure Island

kevin glenn

(23/03/1971 / derby)

Rainy beach times 

Children playing on a beach,
Nowhere to hide nowhere to seek,
Using there minds to play there games,
Running In the sand on a rainy day,

It dose not matter if the sun doesn't shine,
If the wind blows hard and the sands not dry,
There having fun so that's just fine,
Playing on a beach at two, three, and five,

With sand in there shoes and between there toes,
And wind swept hair and soggy clothes,  
They feel no cold only time for fun
The moaning starts when they wet there bum,

It must look like desert to someone so young,
Who's two foot high and full of fun,
What an adventure it must be,
Playing in the sand and feeling free,

I can't remember ever being that high,
But we all must have though's of rainy beach times,
So as I stand here now alone on the beach,
Watching them play no hide and seek,
Spending this moment through children's eyes,
As they have there adventure and a rainy beach times. 

Kevin Glenn 

Submitted: Tuesday, August 30, 2011

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