The sand at my feet.
The fishy peculiar smell of the air.
Running down the sandy stretch without a care.
Waves crashing against the shore,
Sounds that comfort me unlike anything has before.
Exploring the tide pools, the cliffs and caves.
Splashing water and sandy feet.
Life is so simple, so neat.
Racing my friends down the dunes.
Staying out late with a bonfire and tunes.
Looking up at the starry sky.
And every bad thought escapes my mind.
Everything is finally right.
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 11:52 PM UTC
The sand at my feet.
The fishy peculiar smell of the air.
Running down the sandy stretch without a care.
Waves crashing against the shore,
Sounds that comfort me unlike anything has before.
Exploring the tide pools, the cliffs and caves.
Splashing water and sandy feet.
Life is so simple, so neat.
Racing my friends down the dunes.
Staying out late with a bonfire and tunes.
Looking up at the starry sky.
And every bad thought escapes my mind.
Everything is finally right.
