By Julie

Hot sand, wet sand
Between your toes,
Splashing cool waves
Hugging your feet,
Bright colors
Flashing all around you,
An umbrella set up over a towel
In a small space
You have been lucky to get,
Scents of hot dogs and lemonade
Drifting through the air around you,
Salty ocean waves
Refreshing your sense of smell.
Seagulls dancing and squacking
Their familiar sound,
People laughing and talking and screaming.
Tastes of
Salty ocean air and
freshness.
A crowded beach
On a hot day.

Bounding back and forth in the grass,
Stopping, listening quietly to make sure that nobody quite close to him,
Ducking down low,
Teeth chattering, nibbling on something nervously,
There is a loud stomping sound,
Shaking the earth as someone runs toward him,
He bolts off, dashing
Into his tiny burrow, where only the human’s hand can fit.
A rabbit in a field.