Image:  We Heart It

Image: We Heart It

Summer Memories

Walking through wild sea oats

at Dawn

Over the dunes

And…

There it was…

My very first

glimpse of

the Ocean

Brilliant blue water

White sugar sand

Unblemished beach

That summer of

1963 was

the Best ever

Now the wild sea oats

are only a memory

The dunes are gone

Beach access limited

Houses, condos and

Hotels blocking the way

A tourist clutter beach

and all their “baggage”

Ruining the previously

unspoiled beauty

with

“Progress”

At least my childhood

Memories are there

And

When anyone says

the word Beach

that is what comes

to mind…

Brilliant Blue Water

White Sugar Sand

Wild Sea Oats

Unblemished Beaches

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie