51 weeks of anticipation since their last shore trip
As soon as they arrive, mom’s sandy toes navigate the slick jetty
Salt air engulfs her happy lungs, she can taste it on her lips
The sun bakes slowly, leaving her skin rosy and sweaty
Mesmerized by waves violently breaking on top of each other, then calmly lapping onto the shore
Children splashing, seagulls laughing, shell encrusted castles made of sand by a young boy
Sharing sweet and salty Boardwalk treats with his brother, and always wanting more
They leave a few shades darker, a few pounds heavier, with a few more great memories of pure summer joy