The Beautiful Day At The Beach
The rapid waves pound the rocks
As seagulls glide above eloquently
Drifting with the ocean breeze
With a sense of relief and security
Stress is not present here
Just a place where the soul becomes pure
And the mind becomes cure
A sun-stricken face
Sand between my toes
The smell of saltwater
Tired and peaceful
Full of hot dogs and lemonade
A beautiful day at the beach
Who could ask for more?
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