Saltwater Shadows

Poem | When seaside living is just not meant to be Must be so nice to live on the seafront I bet you walk on the beach daily Bare feet touching the slowly warming sand Avoid treading on treacherous seashells You’ll love dipping your toes Into the salty sea, “they” said You’ll love the breeze and the wind blowing through your hair “They” didn’t tell me That the wind would be so forceful Smashing me against…