“I Remember It All ” by Abigail Shipley


Laying on the warm sand,

the breeze felt cool and free.

I remember it all, the waves splashing

against the rock

leaving a light mist to shower my

skin.

 

The bright summer’s sun,

beating down on my eggshell appearance.

I remember it all, the wind whispering

in my ear

leaving me yearning to fall into the island’s sweet oasis.