Thornton Beach Camp
The seagulls flying through the
salty air.
The sizzling, hot sausages on
the barbeque.
Salty waves crashing against the sandy shore.
The warm, soft sand runs through my toes as seagulls squawk loudly.
The cold salt water on my tongue.
I think the beach is a calm, relaxing place.
Thomas
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