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The Beach

The beach where people
Hangs out to relax, the sea
Exuberant and inviting
Cleanse people dirts
And purify distressing souls
The sand, so white by time
The waves, never ending 
Back and forth to the shore 
Today, the beach cajolled by
People in walks of life
In beautiful swimsuit and trunks
Adorned with colorful big umbrellas 
Medium size tints scattered in the sands
Everyday, the scene is over and over again, 
I see no more privacy, it becomes a business 
I wonder when the beach become peaceful 
Just like before where you can have your own 
Contemplation with nature and have a simple 
Fishing adventure at the shoreline. 
It's just a dream for me right now
No one will tell how it is to be back then.

Copyright © Hugo Sarvida Jr. | Year Posted 2024

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Darlene De Beaulieu Date: 9/27/2024 3:44:00 PM Hello Hugo, I enjoyed this poem. i could visikon the people on the beach. enjoy your weekend. Much love here. /Darlene/ Login to Reply Darlene De Beaulieu Date: 9/28/2024 11:20:00 AM Hello Hugo,I could vision the people on the beach. Does the beach you go to charge the people to be on thew beach Sabua Beach charges people parking their cars. Then they are allolwed on the beach. Much love here. /Darlene/ Hugo Sarvida Jr. Date: 9/27/2024 6:56:00 PM Hello, Darlene, same feeling with mine about the beach, modern beach is too much corrupted. Not like before, the beach is serene and stand in its naturalness. Today, too much of aggrandizement and profit. Life is too much to handle nature. Anyway, thank you, Darlene for the empathy. Love lots here. /Hugo.