Hovering a blanket of soft sand,
my tiny fragile tickling toes do land.
The baby waves all marine blue,
with white gem-like bubbles so sweet;
At first, not I had a clue;
They had come to the shore to greet.
"Hello! Hello!", they started to sing,
as my soaked clothes began to swing.
At the edge of the pure sand,
with the cool quiet breeze along,
my skirt danced hand-in-hand,
listening to their favourite song.

As my little arms steadied to stand,
near by I found a pretty sea shell band.
All at once, I heard my name,
being called far from the blue seas.
"Surely, I haven't such so fame,
who knows except the great bees?"
Said I, not knowing the calm voice;
My feet bursted up, to take a choice.
It was the sun, that's so bright,
wearing a gown of golden dye,
melting the last ray of light,
it dipped low, saying "goodbye!".