ODE TO THE BEACH
written by: Dianne Moritz
Oh, to walk on the beach
these spring afternoons.
To enjoy lapping waves,
and slide down big dunes.
To watch sea birds playing,
hear loud seagulls’ squawks.
To spot pretty seashells,
crabs, clams, osprey hawks.
To exult in fresh air,
feel mist on my face.
Oh, to take a beach walk,
but must stay home in place!
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