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by Stacy N.

oh! sand! illustrious, illuminating grains!
how i have missed the grit
between my tanned toes.
how i have longed to have these
sights in my eyes as the sun
warms my fresh skin.
oh! beach!
how i have missed thee.
in the dead of winter i think of
you to warm my insides when
all things outside are frosted
and dreary.
oh! beach!
in my younger years
ever so, so, so long ago
i did not see you and take you
for what you truly are.
you’re a man-made haven
no child of nature.
how glorious.
and your water it does not lap.
it is true. for your water is that
of river decent.
oh! beach!
what a treasure you are with
your façade in an attempt to be
true sand heaven.
oh! beach of yorktown!
you are no beach at all!
but no matter
you are my love
my home.