Dancing waves hit the shore,
Fencing wet sands cut the corps,
Damping the rhythm of the breaker,
Ebbing from the pursuit of the border.
Playing kids reach the foam,
Competing with the water comb,
Chasing each other with insatiable syndrome,
Rippling ‘s always on the roam.
Inspired by https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/avid/