Poem By Barbara Haskell
Sand dunes, huge waves,
palm trees swaying in the breeze.
Navy ships out to sea, sailboats closer in,
The sun is beaming down its rays,
there are swim suits of every kind,
men in trunks and speedo's,
women in two piece or bikini
and one-piece suit's that bind.
Father's pretending not to look,
little kids teasing waves
or building sand castles,
while Mother's immersed in her book.
Teen-age boys sit non-chalantly on the wall,
hard bodies roll by on rollerskates
and Mr. and Miss Universe pose and yell,
as they compete in volleyball.
Just another Saturday,
in my hometown,
San Diego, Ca.,
a city by the bay.