a little poem filled with gratitude

I wasn’t a beach person.
I hate sand, the feeling of it
Between my toes is less than ideal.
Being overheated and running out of
Water while lounging was always my deal.
Not choosing how long I was there
Caused me to be restless. 

This was until I lived by a beach.
Paying attention to the waves
Making peace with the sand
Enjoying the nature of being
On the coast, something I never
Imagined I would be grateful for.
But I am.