Looking out
Watching and counting silently in my head
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
Crash
Looking clean today
Looking fun
Time to suit up
Get ready to go
Head into the wash.
Stretch upon the beach
Listen to the mighty roar behind
Take those first few cold steps
That take your breath away
Always looking out to sea.
Get to waist
Hop on board about the foam
Paddle while all is swell
Out beyond the break
Where the world goes quiet
And the mind does too.








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