Surfing Senses Poem:)
I feel the salty water running down my sore throat as the end of our journey begins.
I hear people screaming with joy as the waves crash loudly amongst the hard rocks.
I taste a delicious brownie as my hunger flows free after all that time.
I see dogs chasing each other with happiness in their faces while the beautiful ocean roams freely.
I touch my lucky surfboard as the waves approach me for my last chance to catch a perfect wave.
