A small, cool, lonely stone
washes up
on the sandy beach
at mid-day
The sun warms my skin
and the smells of
saltwater & sunscreen
invade my senses
bright colors pepper the tawny scene
beckoning smiling children
and calm-seeking adults
Through all of this
my eyes are stuck
on the small, cool, lonely stone
that has washed up at my feet.
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