This is another of my poems for children of all ages.

It is very fortunate for me that the grammar police have never been issued with tazers.
Paddles At The Beachside

The rains is gone
the sand are dry
The sun is shone
the bird is fly.

The wavies flow
just like heart beat
I think we go
and paddle our feet.

Image courtesy: Trevor Edwards (Lucky Trev) Sheppey Pictures And Postcards.