ripple the sand--
remembering other
holiday weekends
where the heat and haze
were so intense
sea and sky were the
same gray shade
in the rippled air--
hot sand
and friends of various types and ages--
each different year
lost in memory
in the only blaze of sun
at summer's beginning
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
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