The water looked refreshing,
As the waves hurried to the shore.
So inviting that I dove in,
And the heat of the day vanished.
Splashing to my hearts content,
Like a kid on his first outing.
There is nothing like the beach,
When the temperature rises.
Here I am and old man, but it's great.
Not a care in the world have I.
Not when I'm enjoying myself-
Let the world pass by, I'm content.
Ron
Don't stray too far you could get more than you wish.
Well done, George.
Sandie