The Shore

Summers in the country,
Far from ocean, bay, or sea,
Meant that going to the beach
Was alien to me.

I didn’t understand at all
Its magic, its allure.
I’d often heard it said, “For stress,
The beach is just the cure.”

But since my youth, I’ve spent some time
On many sandy stretches,
And now it’s clear that being there
Can quiet all your kvetches.

The salty tang of ocean,
The screeching of the gulls,
The souvenir and ice cream shops
Transport us into lulls.

It’s relaxation to the max
And add in some good friends,
The end result’s the kind of day
That totally transcends.