Birds Flying Over Head

Walking down the beach,
Staring at the sand,
All the shells and crabs passing by,
Birds flying over head.
I look at the bright sun shinning off the water,
The fish jumping all around,
Waves crashing everywhere,
Birds flying over head.
I pick up a sea shell and look at the colors,
a tiny crab comes crawling out,
It drops to the ground and scurries away into the water,
Birds flying over head.
In the distance a storm moves in,
Everyone runs for cover,
it states to rain,
As the final bird flies over head.