Shells line the shore like a button-fly
Seagulls camouflage in the overcast and babble about yesterday’s snack bar mishap
Sunlight pokes through a single beam that bounces off the crystal like a pinball
Waves come crashing, dissolve to seafoam leaving a sticky signature in the sand
The breeze whistles through and I hum along, wishing there was something besides a smile that could be said