Toes buried in sand.
Sun glimmers on crashing waves.
My calves? Warm water!
Back and forth, stumbling.
Isn't that me getting wet?
Two-year-old in tides.
P.S. Putting ajibasco in Aguila made the skin above my upper lip all red! At the same tienda, the cazuela de mariscos was awwwwwe-sommmmme! (Yes, that last part was sung.)
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