Poem by Dorothy Aldis

The Picnic

We brought a rug for sitting on,
Our lunch was in a box.
The sand was warm. We didn't wear
Hats or shoes or socks.

Waves came curling up the beach.
We waded. It was fun.
Our sandwiches were different kinds.
I dropped my jelly one.

1. Night and Morning
2. Somersault
3. Little
4. My Nose
5. Hiding

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