The beach

There is something about the beach that just calls to me, innocently and seductively all at the same time. It whispers my name quietly saying, "come. Be with me. Here." It caresses my toes with its feathery white sand. It washes away all of the old and used up leaving me with an exhilarating feeling of newness. It cradles me in its frothy waves with a loving and firm hand that only a mother can provide.
I wonder if I lived here, if I could live forever but I guess that will have to wait for another day because right now, I am here.