Beach

Beach 

With breeze like a   Siren's breath,
          a swell curls in   and foams
     the sand. Tiny holes   spring
          up like bubbles   popping.
From the vacant   lifeguard tower
          watch shells   and sea glass
          and crabs   scurrying back
     to the dune.   Egrets glower.






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