Snapthought: A Day at the Beach

we taste the ocean on our skin
salt-encrusted memories
call out as seagulls
dive through crashing waves
feel the undertow pulling
up, down, around
until we surface gasping
laughing

tidal pools appear and disappear
look into the shallow clear
to watch for life scuttling
searching

as the air grows cooler
we stand and brush off the sand
to go home with sun-soaked days clinging
lingering