The oceans waves, rippling when it hits the shore
seagulls cry, flying high in the orange sky,
the breeze, bringing little refreshment to those who are weary.
Behind the smiles and glasses is pain
some of which will be known someday,
some, unfortunately, will be hidden and
taken along to the grave.
Two friends, running barefoot
the sand from in between their toes
are washed away as they run
into the cool ocean
splashing each other
and laughing, causing others to smile
gently lifting the cares of heavy hearts, enlightening cynical minds,
healing broken spirits, and bringing light into the dark corners of souls.
These friends may never know what they have done
They changed and even saved lives;
their display reassured happiness exists
and that it’s okay to let loose
and have childish fun.