Audrey, 10Foaming into a blue tube that crashes into a crazy white mess, then glides on the top of the dark smashed seashells.
Sliding down a slimy steep hot drop, with that salty air of a summer's day.
As I watch the lighthouse shining, big boat into a salty pool that hangs to the sea by a thread. Below boulders that could jump around jellybeans.
Everywhere you walk your feet sink in an inch or two. (But your smile never sinks!)