LAUGHTER

Waves fall on wet sandy shore
Laughing
Playing curling twisting
Crushing one another
Tickling embracing giggling
Innocence of adolescence
Retreating again to  sea.

Some grow tall and smart adults
Rush over wet sands
Cross over a sandy ridge
Gushing down other side joyly
Soak into the dryness
of spongy grains and seep down.
Never to return. To the sea.
Giggle dries. Bliss perhaps.

Sea roars and waves continue