Hollow waves break crowned in silver surf,
Relentless tumble onto glistening shores.
The damp expanse of mirrored sand
Reflects the bold blue autumn sky,
As the tide ebbs gently out
Leaving glassy pools behind,
Tempting chilly hands and shrimping nets
Into their hidden depths.
Seaweed squelches green between the toes,
Curious fingers glean crustaceous gems:
Mussels, limpets clinging tight,
Brittle starfish, hermit crabs.
Sea life treasures scooped in buckets,
As the tide flows gently in
Reclaiming the mini oceans as her own
And sandy feet head happy home.