Sweet Annie-Oil Paintings 4 and 5 Contest
Oil Painting 4 & 5 Contest
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Annie plays alone at the beach,
Sand sloping down to the sea,
What beautiful golden hair she has,
Daddy says she reminds him of me.
Gentle sprays of windy mist,
Condensation within the air,
Relieving her from the heat,
Wearing her new beachwear.
Tips and toes and skipping around,
Little girl with an imagination,
So content and satisfied,
With looks of fascination.
Ready to skip stones with her daddy,
While I gaze at their wonderous bond,
Here and there and to and fro,
Pebbles begin soaring toward beyond.
She grabs the basket for lunch,
Watermelon and MacIntosh apples,
"Don't eat too fast my dear,"
Our constant swimming battle.
But right before we decide to go,
She tosses me the frisbee toy,
I toss back the plastic disc,
Oh, the beach is full of joy!
Written By: Laura Urbaniak
Date: November 21, 2015
Copyright © Beautiful Scars | Year Posted 2015
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