Hermit crabs

Walking along a sandy white beach,
soft summer dresses blowing in the wind.

Sandy little feet tip, toeing, along,
as the waves crashed gently on the shore.

Two sisters,
hand in hand,
they mounted the sandy ledge,
jumped down the embankment,
and realised1000’s of shells were beginning to move,
hermit crabs.

The eldest felt ok,
she just dropped her sisters hand and ran.
The poor little curly haired blondie locks,
stood stuck,


While thousands of crabs charged her with ferocious tiny claws out stretched.

I was told off for leaving her.

I thought she was being a sook.

I probably laughed.

Fiji. Aged 6.

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