TICKLE MY TOES

 

 

 

TICKLE MY TOES

 

They tickle my toes.

They line up in rows.

Oh! What can they be?

A starfish or three?

The water has a pink shine.

Too many colors to rhyme.

Red for my long, long hair.

Orange fish who swim near.

Yellow for the rays of the sun.

Blue for the water that’s so fun.

I can stay here the whole day.

The seagulls have come to play.

The birds circle around me.

Yes! It’s the best place to be.

MY PLACE

 

Red glows the sky.

I can see it

from way up high.

 

The water below

like a mirror I

can say hello.

 

The wind comes in.

I am chilled from

windows too thin. 

 

 

This is still my place,

I wouldn’t trade it

for any other place.