Tropical Beach Poem
¨Chirp,chirp” chirped the cicadas. The ferocious waves rushed to land violently. I sinked my teeth into the delicious, tropical pineapple. The white foamy, crest overlapped the ,soft grainy sand as it approached.
I leapt into the rigid emerald water and I felt like I was an icecube. I jumped back onto land sand grabbed a towel. I cleaned up all the water and laid down to rest. I hopped back into my car and drove back to Auckland.