• The soft silky sand warming my toes as the cold water takes me away from my never land. The smooth gray gentle sand hugs me as I get up .The salty breeze blowing my long brown hair from its original place. Feeling free I lift my arms and close my eyes surrendering to the wind and pretend to soar high up into the crisp blue sky, flying away.
    *shiver* the tide is coming in, intercepting my dream. “I’ll be back soon,” I say while I turn and start to walk away. As I step I hear my friends the sea and the wind sing in unison there goodbyes and the silky sand stays with me until the sun sets.