Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost Theme
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THE BEACH
SIGHT
SOUND
SMELL
TASTE
TOUCH
I saw the waves crash into the rocks at high tide, almost reaching the sea wall. I saw seagulls lazily floating overhead, and I watched as a man with his dog played frisbee in the surf. The sunset was red, orange, and yellow, like fire.
I heard the sounds of a dog barking, and the seagulls cawing. I heard the laughter of small children, and car horns on the main road. I listened to the waves breaking evenly on the rocks.
I could smell the ocean, mixed with the smell of fried dough and barbecue from the restaurants near the boardwalk.
I smiled as I sipped my Del’s frozen lemonade and watched the sun go down. The lemonade was tart and cold.
The air was warm, the breeze was faint, and the sand was cool. As I walked along the water, the waves were cold as they washed across my feet.