The Beach
Sand cool and gritty underfoot,
Pebbles here and there,
The odd shell peeking out,
The beach can be a wonderful place,
It its treated right.
Buried in the sand are hidden dangers,
Broken glass, plastics and cigarette butts,
Your rubbish you left behind,
Dont you care.
Needles discarded and buried in the sand,
Sand used like a toilet by dogs and humans alike,
Dirty nappies thrown down,
That's dirty,
Dont you care.
Clean up after yourselves,
Dont leave your rubbish behind,
Show you care.
Copyright © Tracy Mcfayden | Year Posted 2020
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