A day at the beach

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The sun in my face

sand in between my toes

chasing the birds

how a beach day goes

digging a hole

as deep as a well

when we will stop

no one can tell

above our heads

the creamy clouds lie

riding the wind

slowly inching by

riding my bike

the wind whistling in my ear

three kids jump out

they're lucky I can steer

Later in the evening

when night falls

there's a bunch of drunk guys

running into walls

Digging for sand crabs

screaming when they appear

collecting them in a bucket

this day makes it clear

there is no other place

i'd rather be

than with my family and friends

down by the sea

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 17, 2011 ⏰

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