A Vacation

I was out wondering On this beautiful sunny morning. It is astonishing How my nose is capturing The smell of the ocean which my mind is now registering. A little further down sea oats are dancing In the breeze. I can hear the waves crashing Over the rise I see white crested waves rolling In towards the shore. My mind is unravelling. The wind blows sea spray in to my face how refreshing I lick my lips they taste salty on examining. The warm white soft sand is pampering My bare feet as I am whimpering. This is living! I hear seagulls singing In an off key chorus watching For any signs of food. Now their flying Scavenging Directly over me. How inspiring. Sea shells, coral, starfish, sand dollars, and driftwood Are being Left behind. The water is giving Up the seas treasures as my mind is thinking This my boy is traveling.