Down By The Beach

Reminiscing Of When We Were Young

The first day of summer

Walking and talking

Looking at the water and sand across the beach

The salty air caressing softy against my lips

People scattered here and there

Like sprinkles across vanilla ice cream

Heavy in some spots and very thin others

Sea gulls flying up above

Looking for a quiet spot to land

The smell of cheese pizza and sweet sausages on the grill

Both making my stomach growl

Fried dough to fresh lemonade and ice cold drinks

Homemade fudge to every flavor ice cream imaginable

Loud whistles and bells coming from amusement games

Playing from a nearby arcade

Each creating a unique summertime experience