Walking on the beach
The smell of clean salt air
No one else around
I’m on my own out there.
The tide went out that morning
It was slowly coming in
The seaweed and the sand crabs
All were scattering in the wind.
I had worn my light grey jacket
It was getting pretty cold
I wore my Yankee’s baseball cap
It looked tattered, getting old.
Always thought it brought me luck
It fit me perfectly, just right
I was happy I had worn it
On the this cold and windy night.
The reflection of the moon
Was glistening on the water
I watched the waves come in
To my surprise found a sand dollar.
It was half way in the sand
I hoped it wasn’t broken
I bent down to pick it up
A great find…..an ocean token.
Fortunately it was intact
No chips, no cracks to speak of
It looked smooth and perfectly white
Standing there under the moonlight.
Love my walks down on the beach
They bring me solace, ease my mind
Rich in peacefulness and calm
I leave my worries all behind.
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