During summer, the children like to playAfter school when they get out for many daysThey celebrate getting ready for the seaTo see the birds above fly..
The poor little crabCouldn't with stand the grabOf the up coming waveAs he meets his watery graveHe never stood a chanceAs he gave his last glanceAt h..
I wake up scared, with red all overThe shape of a hand print on meThe pain hits me like a waveThe sun shining down hardI get up slowlySand on my feetA..