Seaside Heights Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hiding in a shell, listening to the ocean, bringing good memories of times had through the years at Seaside Heights, my favorite shore in New Jersey.

It's where I'd spend every weekend during my twenties, swimming in the ocean, body surfing, enjoying every second I spent there.
Locating shells, watching seagulls swoop down to skim the ocean waves.

Quiet calming movement putting me into a sleep of stressful serenity.
Always finding joy in being on shore, just listening to it's rhythmic melody calm my nerves and get rid of any stress I might have had.

A total effect of serenity draped upon me whenever I went there to recharge my batteries of life.