Life’s a Beach – Children


Rosalie’s Beach

My baby girl, she waddles to the shore;
quick! catch her ‘fore she rolls into the sea!
On sandy beach, she blows her bubbles more;
upon her lips a laughing song that’s free.

My little one who loves the rush of wave
she giggles now; her bonnet all askew.
She’s fallen in the sand; she’ll not behave;
this little fish could charm the ocean blue.

She frolics by the wanton sea; my girl.
But soon she’ll sleep ; my precious Rosalie.
Her briny diapers huddle and they swirl;
the washing wave has tossed them and they flee.

Now, nod, my little tadpole, in the sun;
your life; your song; your miracle’s begun.

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