coral-crushed grains of sand
soft as your open palms, waiting
hesitantly i dip my toes into cool water
curious, then diving in full measure
azure waves ripple, dance against
quiet afternoon legs, broken by
whispering sea shells, scuttling crabs,
lingering seaweeds, cries of seagulls
invigorated by the sea swim,
i climb on your broad shoulders
pondering the briny depths for maps,
compass points, shallow footprints
till we see the swish tail of dolphins
racing furiously to kiss setting sun
mad adventure, gut-spilling leaps
electrifying sprays unto our faces
waving and laughing, we hold hands
excited to begin our journey
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Sharing a memory of this scene ~ I am thankful for all the "mad adventures".
Happy Thanksgiving to my US readers and friends.
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