No Anger

lying on my beach towel on a wooden bench under a make shift tent, Staring at the sea rolling gently out to meet the heavens, I close my eyes,such a relaxing moment, As the cool evening breeze pulls me deep into slumber, I hear the faint screams of kids,splashing,enjoying the water, I hear the quiet roar of the sea, crashing into the shore, GOSH,this feels great,pulled even deeper, The smell of fresh sea breeze rushes into my nostril, Taking a deep breath,I fill my lungs before exhaling, I feel so comfortable,so peaceful,so out of this world, No anger,no hate,I don't want to go back, I want to stay here,living behind closed eyelids ,Suddenly I am jolted from this lovely place, Where heavens gate opened and I was walking on the streets of gold, Pulled back to reality by tiny missiles flying through the air, Stinging my face and half naked body, Poppled from peace to anger, I jump to my feet ,ready to unleash, Only to be calmed, by a beautiful little girl, with a plastic shovel....