Discovering Sand

A poem inspired by our very first trip to the beach with Baby Gubbins…and every subsequent trip.

Discovering Sand

I thought that if I let

You eat the sand, that you would get

Sick of shovelling, with such pace,

Those golden grains into your face.

Sadly, I was misled

As fist by fist on sand you fed.

I really hope, my little friend,

That it doesn’t chafe your rear end.

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