Crustacean Castle
One morning while building a castle
constructed with seashells and sand,
I reached for a lump
that caused me to jump
when claws waved “hello” to my hand.
A tiny red crab scuttled forward.
Surveying my castle, he said,
“Your beach home design,
was made over mine.
My burrow now towers instead.”
“Oh no! This won’t do!” I responded.
“I should have inspected these shores.
I give this creation
to you, Sir Crustacean.
This sand-tastic castle is yours!”
constructed with seashells and sand,
I reached for a lump
that caused me to jump
when claws waved “hello” to my hand.
A tiny red crab scuttled forward.
Surveying my castle, he said,
“Your beach home design,
was made over mine.
My burrow now towers instead.”
“Oh no! This won’t do!” I responded.
“I should have inspected these shores.
I give this creation
to you, Sir Crustacean.
This sand-tastic castle is yours!”
This poem is copyright (©) Daniella Kaufman 2024
About the Writer
Daniella Kaufman
Daniella is a former ELA teacher and curriculum specialist who now uses her love for words and extensive pen collection to write for children. She has work forthcoming in Highlights High Five magazine. When not penning poems, Daniella also dabbles in digital art, calligraphy, and repairing paper airplanes. She lives with three aerospace engineers (i.e. her husband and two children) in sunny Arizona.
