Beach Towel Meters

This is something I came up with just today. Tell me what you think. I don't mind criticism. :)

Your arms are out-folded

Like a landscape you lay,

Down by the water

On this hot summer's day.


You're dressed in bright colors

Bleached by the sun,

Though you'll stay by the water

Till the dog days are done.


And when the nights grow cooler

And you're bitten by the wind,

You'll be folded away with the sandals,

Till the summer comes again.

The End

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