The warm sun blankets over the beach,
As the salty summer breeze blows through the tropical coconut trees.
The sandy ground scratches my toes as I put on my sunblock.
I enter the icy water, it flows up my body as I start to swimming.
I can hear the salty waves thrashing against the old grey boats.
Kelp swirls round my feet as I stand up and walk to the shore.
The big coconut tree provides shade.
I sit down and start reading a book.
I can hear the calls of greedy seagulls fighting over a fish.
There couldn’t be a better place to call paradise.
Awesome writing again Bethany. So proud of your work.