I hear the waves it is almost summertime…
I hear talking and yelling… I can tell when I hear those sounds it is summertime…there are all types of bathing suits around me… when there are no waves I see still water…when there are little waves I see bumpy water…when I see waves it looks like a big hill…after a long day at the beach I can still hear the waves and yelling and talking from my couch.
BY, ISABELLE CALOIA
My granddaughter is interested in writing poetry, so here is one she did quite well on. All her own words. I hope to share more as she continues.
love, Tonya Marie