Cool, crisp air whips around me.
The sun is hidden beneath the dark grey clouds,
Like a child hiding behind its parent,
Scared to explore.
Making it seem like summer already came and went.
The beach roars in the background
As seaweed prickles my toes.
The crunch of sand follows me everywhere I go,
Light but powerful.
The salt that blows off the ocean tastes
Visions of wave-jumping run through my mind,
Giggles fill the air as my aunt gallops into the waves with me.
The excitement of hopping over each wave before it reaches my feet,
Missing the cold, salty splash by just a second.
The joy of making a sand castle,
Grains sticking to my wet hands.
Memories forever spin in my mind,
Drawing me back every summer.