On The Beach and Free! (Without My Prosthesis)

On The Beach and Free! (Without My Prosthesis)OntheBeachI went strolling on Stinson Beach today — It was such a nice day.)


the tide was low and the salt air brushed my soul with each wave.

I started combing the beach — finding sand dollars and shells.

(It was a good day for a walk and a talk.)

Halfway down the beach, I removed my nose

to get fully invigorated by the salt air.

My fellow beachcombers? — They didn’t care.

We talked about the weather — They didn’t stare,

for we were free to breath the clean fresh air.

I liked being so carefree — while being there.

(I don’t always have that freedom.)

If only the beach were everywhere!