Personification poem

The Beach

Once I arrive at the best beach with the

scorching hot sun reflecting off my glasses,

once I stomped on the the sand it was like it had been

hot nesquick sand which made my feet sink.

Walt: write a paragraph on personification

Ahhhhh that simulating draught entering from the gap of the window. It couldn't be more better than this, but then something better had been Offered. It was a whole afternoon at the most splendid beach in the world as what I would think. The surface of the beach was so flocculent. The water swallowed the sand and even kissed the shore line. The waves curled like my brothers hair.