Seaside Sunday (July '24 poem 3)

Heat haze dances on a sandy beach.
Visitors splash in the sultry surf, forgetting worklife woes.
The salty air replenishes.
Children dip toes in sea; bury feet in sand; construct castles.
An air of joy abounds.
Tides rise and fall as the meaningless hours drift unchecked.
Scents of a barbecue waft along the shoreline.
Tired bodies shelter in the arms of parents.
Evening plans give way to deep reflection.
Sunset kisses the shimmering water.
A day has ended; lives have been improved.

RC 21-7-24