Thornton Beach Camp
The huge, wobbly trees dancing in the gushing wind.
The salt spray as it hurls over the
massive sand dunes.
The whipping, gusty wind as it
violently whistles through the trees.
The fine , golden sand as it slaps against my legs.
The crisp, coastal air as I take a deep breath.
The beach is paradise.
Lewis Denham
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