Poem of the Month
Best of August!
I am the sun, the sky, the sand
I am the pebbles in my hand
I am the shadows on the sea
The thought of ice cream, and a tea
I am the crash of breaking waves
I am the child who misbehaves
I am the shingle on the beach
The driftwood just beyond my reach
I am it all but for today
I’m being a Beatons cool sundae!
© Liz Darcy Jones
Adapted for Beatons from ‘Simply This’