On The Beach

By Chris Bunton

Sitting on the beach,

watching the awesomeness of God.

Waves crashing 

Wind blowing

Sun warming the white sands

and my toes below. 



Happy, happy, happy

Till she shows up,

blasting music.

She wants to invade,

my world.

Maybe I’ll toss her tunes into the sea.

Maybe I missed the point.

Maybe I don’t care.

It’s the beach, after all.

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