The squeal of children’s laughter
As bare legs dodge ice-cold waves
And rolled-up trousers succumb to salty water
And hair is whipped by sleet laden winds
Blown sand stings faces
As white-tipped waves
Crash against pebbly beach
Passing walkers shake heads
At the impetuousness of youth
Yet infectious smiles spread
To down-turned faces
Red-numb legs and hands and cheeks
Proclaim the joy of life
And exultation in nature
…and life is good!
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