At the Beach

On a day at the beach You have sun, you have sand And a backdrop of ocean To lap at the land. If you’re there with some friends And umbrellas for shade, All your worries dissolve (If some sunblock you’ve sprayed). You relax and unwind While enjoying the breeze And pretend that you’re living A life full of ease. But alas, the day ends And you trudge off the sand With towel, umbrella And beach chair in hand. You’re sticky and icky And clammy and hot And only a shower Will cure what you’ve got. But once you’ve rinsed off, You start wondering when You’ll be able to visit The seaside again.