A sunny day poem, sitting on the beach in contemplation.
Sitting on the sand, watching the boats in the water
Yachts with massive sails, bright little kayaks
Motor launches anchored off the beach
Owners who have all ready rowed to the shore
in their rubber dinghy and are baking on the white coarse sand
Streams of people parade pass me
Very much like the masses in the mall
Instead of high fashion clothes, they are suntanned and almost naked
Walking and talking, sharing good times
On this fine sunny day
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