Tuesday Poem - Sand

In between your fingertips

In between your toes

Sprinkled round your mouth and lips

Sneaking up your nose

You find it in your socks

You find it in your shoes

It got inside the cool box

In all the food you choose

There's some in your pocket

There's some in your hair

Scratching in your eye socket

Feeling gritty everywhere

It got into your trousers

It got into your vest

Inside the girls blouses

All while you got dressed

It doesn't want you to go

It wants you all to stay

It infests your whole body so

You'll remain and play

But you just brush off the best you can

Get everybody back in the van

Driving away, heading inland

Taking with you all the grains of sand

Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find out more about her books on her website clairebuss.co.uk. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop. Never miss out on future posts by following me.