BOY ON A BEACH

Boy on a beach

 

He did a little dance

as he threw each pebble as far as he could

then took the stance

a tiny athlete paused, foot on driftwood

mind one of intent

waiting for the crashing waves to wilt

throwing arm bent

before he let fly once again at full tilt

looking around

for a witness to share his personal best

eyeing the ground

for certain stones, ignoring the rest.

I shouted with thumbs up ‘well done’

he beamed at me, my boy, my son.

5 thoughts on “BOY ON A BEACH

      1. Ha ! He was convinced there were sharks in the sea off Wales and I was trying to tell him the nearest one was 1000’s miles away. As we snapped the photo he was saying one last time “so you’re sure dad !”

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