Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
There’s nothing so great as the beach Sand between the toes Warm and chafing You know it’ll be a nightmare later But right now It’s lovely Chilly, searing cold sea Then after a minute, It’s refreshing Lemonade for the sole Lapping at heat-dried ankles… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 13: There’s nothing so great as the beach”