We sit awaiting in the cool
thoughts of anything but school
counting, grading each new wave
boogie boarding is the rave.
Ben and Mike stroll toward the action
Me, I sit here like in traction.
Throwing pebbles toward the sea,
Me, I write these words of glee.
Strangers stop and tell the boys
‘bout jellyfish they will enjoy.
Just walk a piece to yonder shore
to open up adventure’s door.
Aug 20, 2010
Aug 20, 2010 at 2:27 PM UTC
We sit awaiting in the cool
thoughts of anything but school
counting, grading each new wave
boogie boarding is the rave.
Ben and Mike stroll toward the action
Me, I sit here like in traction.
Throwing pebbles toward the sea,
Me, I write these words of glee.
Strangers stop and tell the boys
‘bout jellyfish they will enjoy.
Just walk a piece to yonder shore
to open up adventure’s door.
April 18, 2000
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Ben: Age 13
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