Joshua Beavan


A Day At The Beach

As I walk along the beach, the waves crashing near,
The sound of thunder through my ear;
The soft crystal sand slides through my feet,
The fearing of love kind of like a treat;

As the mist of water passes through the air,
It goes over my face and through my hair;
The salt In the air, stinging my lips,
As if I was eating salt and vinegar chips;

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