By Liz Kelly
What a Labor Day today - sparkly ocean beyond bright light field of low tide white water churning unseen in a super sweep westward all deceptively beautiful but bouncy and breaking and whiplash necks on unsuspecting over confident over baked dehydrated no more sunscreen kids and dads and moms and white flag rescues from overtired bleached out guards grinning behind dark shades on last day fumes running from beach to beach with sand bags on shoulders and fresh air to pump life back to loved ones gasp and faint and perfectly beautiful in silhouette backlit as low sun squints our collective gaze and in common smile as all is well for one more ride from tide rhythmic with swell from afar off shore swirling storm somewhere south somewhere unseen but soon to be here in our salty air with seasoned friends set in sand once more.
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