Bliss
The scorching sand on which I stand.
The wind’s kiss that gives me bliss.
The water’s roars along the shore,
Crystal clear sways that I can gaze at for days.
I inhale
And I smell salt.
I exhale:
Pepsi.
A seagull’s squawk catches my attention,
As it flies over me and towards the ocean.
There I see people,
There I see my family.
I throw away my soda can
And enjoy the moment the best I can.
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