Youth surrounded by ocean waves. <br />Crashing and bashing on Carolina shores. <br />The year was 1990 or maybe before. <br />Edwin McCain blasting out of Surf 102.5, The Wave. <br /> <br />The boardwalk was sweltering fishy fumes. <br />The girls looking at me and smile while walking by. <br />Cool ocean breezes couldn’t melt my ego away. <br />Days gone by on a hot summer’s day. <br /> <br />Night came sooner than later back then. <br />Watching the sun go down with all my friends. <br />Pack up the things and head south to the point. <br />Down near Fort Fisher, we would laugh the night away. <br /> <br />Build a fire, sing some songs, and watch long boats go by. <br />Sometimes we had to split in the sandbur marsh. <br />Come back out when the police headlights were gone. <br />Continue the ritual of indispensable youth.<br /><br />Gulliver Gimble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/such-long-gone-days/
