Originally written: 4/88
First poem ever written. Age 11.

Umbrellas dotten the golden sand,
while seagulls sang like a big brass band.

The waves crashed heavily against the rocks,
while boats rocked quiety in their docks.

Great blue waves with crests snow white,
pounding the beach morning through night.

There's people around, people galore,
visiting the beach as thousands before.

Mystical winds blowing hour upon hour,
whispering the story of the ocean's power...