By the beach salt Water laps my toes,

Racing sea gulls Against the winds.

I'd stop to take liTtle fruit breaks:

Fresh-cut watermElon awakens buds,

A sensation oh so Refreshing sweet.

To nibble is charMing, summer taste -

If poppy-red juicEs stained my face,

Use the towel or cLoth to wipe it off.

My beach trip is nOt entire if I lack

A dear watermeloN slice as company!

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• Date written: May 31, 2017 • Word Count: 68 • Line Count: 10 • Stanza Count: 1 •

[This is a Mesostich Acrostic - there are 14 letters on each side of the "acrostic letter" of each line.]