DOWN BY THE BEACH
I LOVE SITTING ON THIS BEAUTIFUL BEACH
COLD BEERS IN THE ESKI WELL WITHIN REACH
A FISHERMAN STANDING WITH A CAST OUT LINE
HE'S WAITING WATCHING ABIDING HIS TIME
HIS WIFE LAYS DOWN ON THE WARMED UP SAND
WITH A SHINY NEW BOOK OPENED UP IN HER HAND
IT'S A WELL EARNED TREET FROM A HARD EARNED WAGE.
SHE SMILES AS SHE SCANS IT FROM COVER TO PAGE.
PEOPLE TURN UP IN DRIBS AND DRABS
THERE ARE GRANNYS AND GRANDPAR'S AND OF COURSE MUMS AND DADS
GIGGLING KIDS WITH BUCKETS AND SPADES REMINDED ME OF GAMES
THAT I MUST HAVE PLAYED.
TO LOVERS APPLY SUNSCREEN TO EACH OTHERS FAIR SKIN
WITH TENDER LOVE STROKES AND A TRUE LOVER'S GRIN.
TO LAY IN THE ARMS OF THE ONE THAT YOU LOVE
GAZING AT SEAGULLS IN BLUE SKIES UP ABOVE
THERE ARE SKINNY YOUNG GIRLS IN DESIGNER SWIMWEAR
THEIR ANTICS AND LAUGHING MAKE ON LOOKERS STARE
HERE FOR THE SEA AND THERE HERE FOR THE SUN
HERE FOR THE DAY, A DAY FULL OF FUN.
THE KIDS MAKE A SANCASIL WITH A MOTE ALL THE WAY ROUND.
WINDOWS MADE FROM SEASHELLS THE KIDS THEY HAVE FOUND
DRIFT WOOD FOR A DAWBRIGE
AND A STICK FOR A MAST
A BUILDING THAT REMINDS US OF YESTER DAYS PAST
BY C R CARROLL 2004