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Seaside, Take Care of my Sister.


Salmon colored fuzz

over the piddling sandy hills,

take care of my sister,

who is now a part of you.

Grant her the jubilance

which you brought us

this weekend.

 

Tarnished yet glinting weather

Which travels through the city,

take care of my sister

who now

walks through your breeze.

Keep her fresh and safe

which you kept us,

this weekend.

 

Calm and lonely ocean,

that takes handfuls of sand

Into its grasp.

Take care of my sister,

who now

often visits you.

Show her your beauty,

which you showed us,

this weekend.

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