Think of me as your face is brushed <br />By the gentle ocean breeze, <br />And as it softly sweeps through palms <br />And rustles all the leaves; <br /> <br />Think of me as you ride those waves <br />From sea to ocean shore; <br />And as you doze in a beach chair nap <br />And wake to your own snore. <br /> <br />Think of me as your skin turns brown <br />From the California rays, <br />And how I’ll admire your beachy look <br />And fill your ears with praise. <br /> <br />Think of me as you walk the beach <br />In casual, skimpy clothes, <br />And as the sand and water join <br />To squish between your toes. <br /> <br />On second thought, it’s probably best <br />If your thoughts are left undone - <br />You won’t have time to think of me, <br />You’ll be having too much fun!<br /><br />Linda Coker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-summer-s-farewell/
