The Beach

Salty air.

Sand between your toes.

A warm breeze.

The sound of waves against the shore.

The screech of gulls.

Searching for sea glass and shells.

The shock of cold, New England water against your warm skin.

Walking along the shore.

Talking with family.

Being silent with family.

Memories of childhood; mine and my children’s.

Peace.

Happiness.

Home.