surf's up

two more weeks,
then it's surf and sun,
beach.
beach. beach.
give me the old boardwalk.
the sand
and sea.
give me the blue sky,
the sun setting
and rising
against the water
as we sit side by side.
we'll take our books,
our chairs.
our gin and wine.
we'll leave the work,
our troubles,
the clouds behind.
surf's up. let's go.
i'm ready, gas up the car,
turn up
the radio.
roll down the windows.
let's hit the road.
it's way over due.
it's about time.