Goodbye Respite of Relaxation

I sit staring out at the sands and vast pool of water--Gulf of Mexico and begin to think all my goodbyes.

Goodbye beach, oh great respite of relaxation. Goodbye boy who never fails to show at 730am arranging the lounge chair cushions and umbrellas. Goodbye morning fishermen--though y ou may have not reeled in a single fish you can sense the tranquility the rod and reel give. Good bye seagulls and pelicans. Goodbye morning beach walkers and joggers--how I enjoyed joining you. Goodbye mojitos. Goodbye rafts and sand toys--you brought out our inner artists so strangers could marvel at our great builds. Goodbye sunshine, you danced down on us all and kissed our skin ever so right. Goodbye sand in which we twinkled our toes. Goodbye sneaky granules of sand that sprinkle into our beds and reminded us that a sandbox wait to greet us each day. Goodbye novel with your rippled pages that have the mark of love and beach stamped upon the edges.

Goodbye-Goodbye-Goodbye. Till we meet again.