Poetry About Beach
Fourteen days is not enough to be at Jolly Beach.
100 steps is all it takes for many things to reach:
the sand with shells, the ocean, the food, the pool, the bar.
All of these are steps away, nothing's very far.
The sand is clean and soft and warm, the ocean turquoise blue.
Two pools are clean and warm as well, waiting just for you.
The food and drinks delicious, abundant, close at hand.
Every night there is a show, music, dance or band.
The rooms are clean and bright for you, attended every day.
All one does is eat and sleep, the rest of time you play.
There’s a water sport, aerobics, excursions - land and sea.
Ping pong, pool or shuffle board; will you play with me?
Many quiet places too, just to sit and read.
Sunny walks along the beach; what more does one need?
Four plus hours to get there, but it's worth your while.
Waited on from hand to foot, vacationing in real style!
Oh I've missed so many things: like weddings, shops and gym,
spa massages, kidzclub, sunsets as days dim.
Grandpa Dale, we must thank him; grandchild Kylie learned to swim.
The tiny braids still in our hair, worn like crowns from being there!
No matter where you travel, whatever place you reach.
None is more rewarding, than precious Jolly Beach!
the sand with shells, the ocean, the food, the pool, the bar.
All of these are steps away, nothing's very far.
The sand is clean and soft and warm, the ocean turquoise blue.
Two pools are clean and warm as well, waiting just for you.
The food and drinks delicious, abundant, close at hand.
Every night there is a show, music, dance or band.
The rooms are clean and bright for you, attended every day.
All one does is eat and sleep, the rest of time you play.
There’s a water sport, aerobics, excursions - land and sea.
Ping pong, pool or shuffle board; will you play with me?
Many quiet places too, just to sit and read.
Sunny walks along the beach; what more does one need?
Four plus hours to get there, but it's worth your while.
Waited on from hand to foot, vacationing in real style!
Oh I've missed so many things: like weddings, shops and gym,
spa massages, kidzclub, sunsets as days dim.
Grandpa Dale, we must thank him; grandchild Kylie learned to swim.
The tiny braids still in our hair, worn like crowns from being there!
No matter where you travel, whatever place you reach.
None is more rewarding, than precious Jolly Beach!
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