For ocean waves to fill
Umbrellas go up
For the wind to blow down
Suncreen rubbed on
For the sun rays to melt off
Shovels and Pails packed
For the sand to carry
Gulls circling above
For the food scraps to atack
Wandering beach walks
For seashells to discover
Surfboards and boogie boards
For grandsons to ride
Grandchildren swimming
For Grammy to be blessed.
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