Waves

A Wave
I sat on the beach and a beautiful wave

Came tumbling right up to me.

It threw some pink shells on the sand at my feet,

Then hurried straight back out to sea.

It ran away swiftly and leaped up in foam;

It bumped other waves in its glee.

I think it was hurrying to gather more shells,

To bring as a present for me.

Gussie Osborne