At the Beach

On a day at the beach
You have sun, you have sand
And a backdrop of ocean
To lap at the land.

If you’re there with some friends
And umbrellas for shade,
All your worries dissolve
(If some sunblock you’ve sprayed).

You relax and unwind
While enjoying the breeze
And pretend that you’re living
A life full of ease.

But alas, the day ends
And you trudge off the sand
With towel, umbrella
And beach chair in hand.

You’re sticky and icky
And clammy and hot
And only a shower
Will cure what you’ve got.

But once you’ve rinsed off,
You start wondering when
You’ll be able to visit
The seaside again.