My Friend You Must.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

we always want to spend
Christmas on the beach

what is it that we want to be reminded of?
the sands?
yes what about the sand?


when we arrive there
the kids run to meet the sea with laughter

the sea breeze is salty yet cool
the trees are tall and big and shady

the silent sands are peopled now
we will be too busy with fun

feeling saved and going public with
all that happiness gives us

the silent sands look at us with a gaze
it has a record of the past

it has absorbed the memories of the sea
it looks at us with pity

what is it about the sands?
and their silence?

i think i know it
but my friend you must find it yourself.