Going Under

As the waves pass over the Shore, The fresh scented breeze is something I begin to Adore. The sound of crashing against the Beach, the feeling of crystal smooth sand within my Reach. Into the water I Go as the tides start to rise with a choppy Flow.

Swimming out Far, I discovered a Sandbar, absorbing the sun's Rays while seeing a Haze, something swam up grabbing my leg sending my thoughts into a Craze. Pulling me under losing my Breath, my vision went dark as I plunged to the Depth.

A vision appeared out of the Dark, a creature arose with a curly tail and a dreary Bark. It spoke to me in a high pitched Voice, exclaiming with the utmost urgent Joyce, “To your car you must Go, to avoid the Tow”. “In a spot you have Parked which is rightfully Marked”.

Waking up with a falling Motion, I realized the vision was a serious Notion. Grabbing my Key to find out and See, my car was parked in the wheelchair accessable Blue. Just then I Knew the vision to be True.