The Beach
The cool breeze is blowing and the sand in your toes,
how can life get any better.
Lounging in the beach chair, trying to get the perfect tan.
The palm tree leaves getting swayed in the gentle breeze;
they make a relaxing sound.
The tide is coming in and making a loud splash on the sand.
The water gets closer and nips the end of your toes with
a warm kiss.
Take a walk along the beach and let the sand
sink between your toes sending a shiver
up your spine.
Go to the waters edge and look down at the clarity of the water.
The water gets close and nips your toes again, beckoning you
to come in.
Step into the water and feel the warmth like a hot bath.
The cool breeze is blowing and the sand in your toes,
how can life get any better.
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