The other day I was down at the beach at low tide.
I’d been talking to seaweed and jellyfish
When I saw him half submerged in the rocks.
Well, not so much submerged as laying there with a mouth full of sand.
So I went over and introduced myself
And asked if he wanted a hand.
I wish I could spell the sound of a shell spitting sand from it’s mouth.
I gave him a shake and he was clearing his throat.
He coughed and he sputtered and was about to say thanks
I wish I could spell the sound of a shell hitting sand. I didn’t mean to drop him.
Slippery little sand feller.
I’m so sorry!
Let’s just a sit a minute.
Warm sand. The sound of soft ocean waves.
There now. That’s better.
So once we had rested a bit, I suggested we go.
Let me take you up to the stairs
where we can see more of the sights.
I know. It’s a great view from here.
Yeah, I come here a lot. I love these old steps.
Tomorrow I’ll introduce you to my friends.
We’re going to have such a good time…