by Damien Wales
(South Boston, Massachusetts)
Some beach somewhere,
With the long stretch of sand,
There's a big parasol casting shade over an empty chair under the blazing sun,
Palm trees are growing, warm breeze is blowing,
The smell of the salty water, the wind in my face,
The gentle roar of the waves all combine to create a sense of peace and calm,
I picture myself right there, chilling out with my dearest from this awkward world