The battle cry of the seagulls

A belly full of giggles.
Her mother grasped her hand,
Pulling her along
But her feet dig into the sand.

A belly full of giggles.
The seagulls call an endless cry,
Laughing, she copies their song
Her arms twirling high in the sky.

A belly full of giggles.
The sun beats down on​ the ground,
A woman drops a bundle of chips
Birds diving as the world becomes a battleground.

Trace

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