Sandy shores and soaring smiles,
Summer's sunshine and sugary slushies.
I am like an unfinished painting,
Where you can choose the outcome.

Here I am at the beach,
On a beautiful summer's day,
All winter I've waited and waited,
For you to come and play.

Finally you arrive!
Beach umbrellas are poked into me,
You shake out a towel and lay down,
Ready to get your tan.

The kids get out their shovels,
And suddenly I'm a kingdom,
Full of sandcastles and shells,
Chilling shores wash up on me.

I am the sand.