The Beach
By: Kathleen Monahan
Something’s happening,
The wind flows
Swiftly against the Ocean,
Boats are lined up against the
Horizon
Relaxation begins
To swell up inside me
The view becomes
A massage for my
Eyes
Beauty that lies
Before me
Is a blessing
Created by the
Great one
It gets taken
Advantage of
Because it is here
Everyday
This is what saddens me
The most
No matter what
The sand will still stay
And the waves will still
Sway
When a bad day
Comes along
Someone will eventually find
Their way,
HERE.
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