Student Publishing Program ::

Laura Z.

The Beach House

A small house by the sea
doesn’t sound like much to me.

However, inside those ragged walls
relatives gather, people both big and small.

Many memories began here,
And each one remains so clear.

Every day, I smell the cool, salty air
as I rest in my old, beach chair.

Young friends play all summer long,
with no real sense of right or wrong.

Summer lasts a long while,
so much to make everyone smile.

The seasons change, and families go
but only until there is no more snow.

But this place is so close to my heart,
And never, ever will I depart.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]