This is why I have to get to the beach
Sand between my toes on a sunny day
Sea washed stones, sea shells, sea weed grappling
Sea breeze embracing my skin to freshen my face
Little crabs digging out the sand for treasures lost
Gently, gently the waves comes in and out on applause
And a thousand angels sing with the waves like church choir
Each time, each time it comes in to shore from voyage
To calm my soul, such soothing feeling, therapeutic
This is why I have to get to the beach
This is why I have to get to the beach
Oh, this is why I have to get to the beach
It does sound like a church choir...lovely write...
ReplyDeleteAh! I know that feeling.
ReplyDeleteThat's sensual....!
ReplyDeleteA nice reason to go to the beach..
ReplyDeleteI love the beach.
ReplyDeleteYes, the tranquil repetition of the waves is surely the ultimate calming therapy!
ReplyDeleteMe too!!!!
ReplyDeleteyou and me both! I miss the beach so much! But I still visit it during the winter in NH. It is cold but so beautiful
ReplyDeleteI can hear the waves licking the shore in your final stanza - lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
oh yes, this is why we have a place at the beach
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