Going to the Seaside

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remembering summers long ago

Submitted: May 15, 2012

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I could always smell the ozone

Before we could see the sea.

I could hear the huge waves crashing

Trying to break free

of the ocean.

 

I was first to spot the great white Gulls

Swooping from the sky

And watch their acrobatics

And hear their piercing cry

and commotion.

 

I'd skip across the hot white sand

And plunge headlong in the sea.

For i loved that cool salt water

That always welcomed me

A soothing lotion.


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