Showing posts with label sandcastle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sandcastle. Show all posts

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Summer Wonderland


Sleigh bells ring
Are you listening?
On the beach
Sand is glistening
Beautiful rays
We’re happy today
Basking in a summer wonderland

Towels laid out, sun cream gleaming
Togs are bright, smiles are beaming
We squeal in the sun
Splashing up fun
Basking in a summer wonderland

In the morning we can build a castle
And pretend a dragon lives inside
He’ll say “Roar!”, fire blasting from his nostrils
We’ll scream “Aagh!” and run like we can fly

Later on
While the ham bakes
We’ll share slices of mum’s fruit cake
Eat a mince pie
A satisfied sigh
Basking in a summer wonderland

In the morning we can build a castle
And pretend we’re princesses so fine
We’ll have lots of fun with our big castle
Placing all our shells in one long line

When the sun
Finally goes down
We can see
Lights around town
We’ll frolic and play – the great Aussie way
Basking in a summer wonderland

A beautiful sight – we’re happy tonight
Basking in a summer wonderland


Friday, October 10, 2014

Do You Want To Build A Castle?

Do you wanna build a castle?
Come on, let’s go and play!
I haven’t seen you here before
So will you stay?
Let’s be best friends today

I’m really glad to meet you
And now we can
Build towers that reach the sky!

Do you wanna build a castle?
A super-duper-special castle?

Do you wanna build a castle?
And dig a moat around the sides?
I think some sand piled here will make it clear
That something beautiful will very soon reside!

The beach is sometimes lonely
With no friends to play
Just watching the grains drift by…
Do you wanna build a castle?


Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Sandcastle

Watch this!” I cried
my bucket tipped
sand slamming on the shore
red, shiny, plastic cover
revealing something more

A sandcastle!” I squealed again
jumping on two feet
Come on! Let’s make another!”
a sandy, castle-y fleet

With walls that tower tall
and tunnels dug out deep
a flowing moat surrounds
the precious castle keep

Stick doors that lead to dungeons
where in his kelp-lined bed
lies a sleepy dragon
smoke swirling ‘round his head

Sharp crab legs stuck for claws
pointed shells for teeth
a pair of rubber flippers
slid under for his feet

And nestled at the end
of roughened, scaly tail
a jagged piece of plastic
from someone’s water pail

We tip-toed past so softly
not wanting to disturb
the beast we had created
in a castle most superb