The sand molds to my butt
I bury my toes in deep
An anchor to the Earth
The water is so cold
That my legs are numb
My inside extremities are colder
Than I ever thought they could be
Kids are everywhere
I watch them
I see the parents
Who are playing with their kids
I see the parents who are texting on the phone
Lifeguards in
Play-like row boats
Stay the line
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