Beach Goers

Reading of Kino’s pearl
With my wife
My girl

We hear
How we feel
The thundering roar peel

Commenting on the bleeding
Of the sky into the sea
Likewise sea flying

Admiring
Folks starting to scurry
Packing what they can in a hurry

No need to rinse off now
The rain cleanses
Sand somehow

And we
Where we began
Stopped in order to land

On savoring
Each and every moment
Of the beach goers going

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