Summer Time

The sound of jandals slapping my feet.

Three kids walk past with drips of ice cream down there knuckles.
The soft black sand starts to consume my jandals.

The smell of sunscreen pollutes my nose.

Blue cool waves crash against my sunburnt chest.

The sun's rays feels like it is staring right at me.

My sweet from my head quickly gets washed away from the salty water.

The ocean breeze blows gently against my face.

slowly closing my eyes finding myself asleep.