Quality Time

A mum and a son

Took a walk on a beach

Picking rocks from the sandy floor

 

They ran from the waves

Spied about in some caves

“I wish we could do this more.”

 

Back on dry land

They kicked off the sand

Preparing to head back home

 

But mum took his hand

As they ran, quite unplanned

To the sea as it frothed and it foamed