The Boardwalk

Walking on the boardwalk
As it parallels the beach
Makes a satisfying afternoon
Within your reach.

The tangy air, the crashing waves,
The gulls that swoop and holler;
The salty breeze that counteracts
The sweat beneath your collar.

On your feet or on a bike
You move in one direction;
Going slowly gives you time
For beach-inspired reflection.

If you are accompanied,
It’s great for conversation;
Since you’re near the shore
You won’t forget your destination.

Pick a spot and turn around
To where you first began;
You can claim some exercise
And possibly a tan.

But the best of all the things
I have been busy stating,
Is that when you do return,
The boardwalk will be waiting.