Seagulls skim over wet sand
A father plays paddle ball with his daughter
Thwack thwack
We had a similar set
That I played with my dad
A man in candy striped board shorts
Strides with purpose to the water’s edge
Dad would take a big breath and run full out
Our children scream and run
As the 48-degree water wraps around their ankles
Racing the waves was one of my favorite games
Four boys debate the finer points of sand castle building
I would spend hours digging in the sand
A tattooed women contorts herself into a yoga pose
As the waves and my childhood memories
Slide back into the sea
Quietly Making Noise 