Surfing Morning by Ruth M. Bedford

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Blue and white the sea is; blue and white the sky;
Softer than the flight of birds the little breezes fly;
The very clouds are flecks of light, the sand is warm and gold,
And you and I this morning are six and five years old!

Take my hand and run with me! Now the waves begin;
Quickly through the shallows -- deeper, deeper in!
The laughing water plays with us, splashes us with spray.
Leaps at us and knocks us down and rolls our years away.

Towering come the great waves -- will you jump or dive?
Are you glad the summer's come -- glad that you're alive?
Happy is the sparkling sea, the sky, the golden sands,
And all the world is given into our young hands.

First published in The Sydney Morning Herald, 7 February 1925

Author reference sites: Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography

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