A Poem About Sunburn and Sand...

 First of all...

Happy Saturday! I hope you're having a great weekend. Enjoy this bonus poem I wrote for the pandemic. Have a spectacular day!

Sunburn & Sand

Rocks scratch my legs as the water rushes over my head,

Seagulls caw a sad little song as they hope for food to drop.

Flip-flops and sunscreen, hot sand, and then flopping down on a bed,

The sun chairs are coated in sand and soda cans go pop.

Everyone is tired and burned from hours at the beach,

Battered and soaked to the bone, and showers finally seem fun.

It’s time to get up as soon as I fall asleep, and my mind can’t reach

Why anyone would want to awake and be in the sun.

Time for breakfast. I’ll eat. I’m done with sleep.

I might get up tomorrow to have this slice of coffee cake.

Donuts, cereal, cookies, and more, all the stuff you’d like to keep.

The best part is, we can go to the store, no need to bake.

My dreams of this fantasy are shattered,

Like a water glass dropped from a lazy hand,

One virus is all it takes, only one virus really mattered,

To make a country’s people disband.

Please Note:
When the poem says “disband” it does not mean leaving a country or place, it means
(in this poem, not in the dictionary) disbanding from a normal way of life that we are
used to. For example, we don’t go to beaches or restaurants as normally as we used 
to, and people aren’t doing things as they typically would.