A Day at the Beach
Getting ready to enjoy a picnic on the sand.
The sand warm and gritty, but soft to my toes.
The bright yellow sun beaming down.
Not a cloud in the sky.
The warm, gentle breeze flowing through my hair.
The sight and sound of the waves softly rolling into the sandy shore.
Children building castles in the sand.
The warmth of the sun's rays on my skin.
Gathering seashells.
Beautiful ships slowly sailing past in the distance.
Seagulls flying gracefully overhead.
And my guest arrives on time.
Could this day be more perfect?

Julie Hill

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