Sand Poem by Steve Howard

The sea was before him,
the cliffs were behind,
so he sat down and thought,
till a thought came to mind.
'I'll build me a house,
there's plenty of sand.
I'll build it right here,
right here on the strand.'.
So he built him a house,
oh so lovely and grand,
and he settled right in,
settled in as he planned.
He felt safe and secure,
as he said with a grin,
'I'm glad it's all done,
cause the tide's coming in.'.