He loves to walk along the beach…where a perpetual sea breeze blows.
He loves to walk in his bare feet and squish the sand between his toes.
When asked why he walks the beach…he smiles…and with the wind tousling his hair
he speaks about about his happiness…and the riches he finds there…
“Where else but on the beach,” he says,
“where the water meets the land
can you touch the stars in the middle of the day
and find treasures in the sand?”
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