Warm wind whistles and whirles
Ocean waves twinkle and twirl
Oh how calm and pretty,
I never want to leave this city
Hot sand burning my feet
And the coconuts, oh so sweet
For this is the picture that rests on my head
As I lay silently, in my bed
Wishing I could be there
In a striped beach chair
But I’m here in he freezing cold
“Don’t forget your jacket!” My mom scolds
I grab some hot cocoa, and make the best
I mean, at least I don’t have a school test!
Gorzycki Middle School
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