The beach
Walking on the beach calms your nerves.
Many sights to see, opposite of a chore.
As the sun fades away, the horizon curves.
A crimson sky breaks the distant shore.
The sea crashes onto the white glowing sand.
Glistening in the distance, the waves unfold.
It’s like a repetitive motion, with no command.
The sight is irreplaceable, more precious than gold.
Copyright © aubrey gerber | Year Posted 2025
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