Constant tides bring inconstant marketplace;
Inventory renewed by dawn's first light.
Yesterday's imports, the waters erase;
In today's fresh merchandise we delight.
Shoppers peruse what's there for the taking,
Where no money will ever exchange hands.
Shells, sea, and skies all there at our waking.
"Enjoy," is all the shopkeeper demands.
Oh, take me away to the bonny sea,
To the spot where coconut palms sway.
Where all that we see is totally free
And the balance of the world fades away.
For today, wishing you an "at the beach" frame of mind and
blessings
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