Beach Poem by iyad yacoub

Beach



The Warm Sand going through my toes
The Tall palm trees stretch out like a rubber band
Seagulls swooping down like a plane
The sight of the blue water of the ocean reflecting the warm rays of the sun
Soothing waves gently hitting the rocks making a loud whooshing noise
The taste of the wonderful food as if there was a festival in my mouth
Families enjoying themselves in the sunlight
My head clears as I enter the water
I think of nothing but swimming as much as I can
The wonderful times at the beach
One of the many things to do in Puerto Rico
I cant wait until I go back

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