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written by: Dianne Moritz


Oh, to walk on the beach
these spring afternoons.

To enjoy lapping waves,
and slide down big dunes.

To watch sea birds playing,
hear loud seagulls' squawks.

To spot pretty seashells,
crabs, clams, osprey hawks.

To exult in fresh air,
feel mist on my face.

Oh, to take a beach walk,
but must stay home in place!

Dianne Moritz

Dianne Moritz

Dianne taught grades K-3 in Los Angeles for many years. She now writes poetry and picture books for kids. Her latest, HEY, LITTLE BEACHCOMBER, was released in Nov. 2019 from Big Belly Book Co. She is a frequent contributor to the Highlights magazines.
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