We went to the beach to get wind in our hair <br />to stand on the sand and simply to stare. <br />To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes <br />as we played 'run away' <br />from the wavelets at play. <br /> <br />We went to the beach to climb on the rocks <br />find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks, <br />and peer in the waters to see what we might find <br />that the waves of the sea, <br />had last left behind. <br /> <br />We went to the beach to find coloured shells <br />the kind that when placed to our ears <br />make the sound of the ocean appear, <br />and gathered rocks that we never would find <br />in the places we walked, <br />for most of the time. <br /> <br />We went to the beach and all that, we did find <br />and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds. <br />I'll never forget the laughter and sounds <br />and the freedom to run, <br />on that wet sandy ground. <br /> <br />We went to the beach my family and I <br />and there we were one, <br />with the ocean, the beach, and the sky.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-of-the-beach/
