Beachside Memories

Dreaming of Beaches: and days by the Sea. Dreaming of Grandma, playing with me. We played by the ocean, and buried our feet in the sand! We ran from the tides; and those memories are Grand. We searched for buried treasure; and what did we find? The greatest treasure of all; was spending the time. As the tides were down; What did we see? The grand Starfish, and Sea Anemone! We found sunken ships and tried to catch crabs. We threw rocks in the Ocean, and strolled hand in hand. We played until sunset; watching the sun melt into the Sea All along laughing, my grandma and me. Finally in darkness we headed home; Counting the stars, down the boardwalk we'd roam. The lights on the ships are so pretty to see. Thank you grandma, for sharing them with me.
written in 2004
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Kendrick Avatar
October 20, 2015 at 9:10 AM
Ahhh!! I was delighted to read this story..Reads like being with your grandmother was a wonderful experience for you..If for a contest, reads like it should do well..Sara
Fenske Avatar
October 20, 2015 at 11:19 AM
Thank you! I wrote it thinking back on my kids interactions with their grandmother, my mom, who lives at the beach. I then turned it into a book, filled with pictures of their beach days. It was a mother's day gift.
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October 18, 2015 at 8:57 AM
Danielle, I'm pleased with your poem, firstly how you describe the memory with your grandmother. Aa soon as my granddaughter wakes up I'm sharing this poem with her if you don't mind. My granddaughter loves to listen to me read. I know she will love this poem, as I did. Especially because you wrote a heartfelt moment with someone who means the world to you. You write in wonderful free verse. LINDA
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October 18, 2015 at 9:14 AM
Linda Thank you... I'd be honored if you share it. One day I will experience grandmother-hood(?) For now, I stay busy raising my 9 children. =)
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