Summer Quatrain
It’s summer time, let’s have some fun
on soft sands at Sanibel Beach
I’ll bask in warm rays from the sun
faraway from where waves can reach
Our children frolic in the sea
then beg for cooling ice cream
son drops his cone on top of me
it’s icy, I let out a scream!
We build sandcastles on damp sand
so tall they seem to touch the sky,
a boy wrecks them, with spade in hand
distraught son can’t understand why!
Summer Quatrain Poetry Contest Judged on 19th May 2019
Submitted to Writing Challenge 4, May 2019, No Placement Poetry Contest
sponsored by Dear Heart
5/15/19
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