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She stands on the sandy beach Her hands shake; she’s afraid She steels herself with a breath And into the ocean she starts to wade Her brother jumps in, dauntlessly “The sharks will get you!” he jokes She ignores him, she knows the truth. Sharks don’t attack unprovoked She stares at the endless blue Who knows what really lies beneath? She walks with slow, hesitant steps Into the ocean till she’s in waist deep A brush against her leg, she jumps, Shrieks and falls under, A giant wave hits the beach, She sits up and looks in wonder On the ocean floor, a starfish sleeps Its fins moves, she’s fascinated A crab goes by with its sideways gait, By the busy shore, she’s captivated Tiny coloured gems shine on the beach As if just waiting to be discovered Shells of all shapes and sizes, Waiting to be kept and treasured. A small wave splashes her gently, Sand and salt water everywhere, Nothing to be scared of; she decides She’s found her perfect spot right there. No need to go any further Into the ocean; into the unknown Her friends make sandcastles nearby, And she sits there happily, on her own.
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
Into The Ocean
She stands on the sandy beach Her hands shake; she’s afraid She steels herself with a breath And into the ocean she starts to wade Her brother jumps in, dauntlessly “The sharks will get you!” he jokes She ignores him, she knows the truth. Sharks don’t attack unprovoked She stares at the endless blue Who knows what really lies beneath? She walks with slow, hesitant steps Into the ocean till she’s in waist deep A brush against her leg, she jumps, Shrieks and falls under, A giant wave hits the beach, She sits up and looks in wonder On the ocean floor, a starfish sleeps Its fins moves, she’s fascinated A crab goes by with its sideways gait, By the busy shore, she’s captivated Tiny coloured gems shine on the beach As if just waiting to be discovered Shells of all shapes and sizes, Waiting to be kept and treasured. A small wave splashes her gently, Sand and salt water everywhere, Nothing to be scared of; she decides She’s found her perfect spot right there. No need to go any further Into the ocean; into the unknown Her friends make sandcastles nearby, And she sits there happily, on her own.
A little girl's first visit to the ocean. :)
sonali-sethi
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
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