We went to the beach to get wind in our hair
to stand on the sand and simply to stare.
To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes
as we played 'run away'
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I was looking for a poem for my scrapbook about the beach and this one fits perfectly. The pictures include children running with the waves and adults looking for pretty rocks - This poem has everything. Thanks David Taylor and PoemHunter.com
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