To Summer
Out on the beach
There I am
Looking out over the ocean
I see the sun
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking
Slowly down off the horizon
Like a hot air balloon,
coming,
Slowly but surely
Towards Earth
The ocean sparks
The sea a rush
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Prowling like a tiger
Creeping up to catch its prey
Then retreating to hide once again
You,
you warm Summer air
Blowing my hair
In wisps around my face
You.
Summer.
Filling my heart with Hope and Calmness
And I am no longer lost
Out on the beach
There I am
Looking out over the ocean.
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