The Beach

April 15, 2010
The water shining a deep aqua blue
Like crystals

The sand so soft
Delicate and warm
Squishes through your toes as it takes a new form

Lay under the sun
Soaking up all of your troubles
Take a deep breath, and relax

The nice cool breeze brushes your face
Keeps you at ease
Without leaving a trace

The wave’s crash,
Invite you in
Slowly making their way up the shoreline

The white foam of the waves
Gradually disappears
Leaving you with the water
Clear as glass

The place where you fantasize about going to
The beach is there waiting for you

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