Today we drove out of Bakersfield
And into Pismo Beach.
I am ever thankful that
The coast is within reach.
I always wanted a beach house
Since I was very young.
My family vacationed in summertime
At the coast for fun in the sun.
From the Outer Banks of North Carolina
To the beach called Sagamore,
We’d spend two weeks of summer
Swimming and playing at the shore.
I have so many great memories
Of being near the sea.
The beach is my happy place
Where I love to be.
Truly I am a beach bum,
That’s where I belong
Walking barefoot in the sand,
Singing to myself a song,
Feeling the ocean breeze on my face,
Collecting stones and shells,
Watching for whales and dolphins,
Hearing stories the seagull tells,
Sitting under my umbrella
Reading a book, writing a poem,
Waiting for the beauty of sunset ~
The beach is my heart’s home.
—Shelley Evans
Shelley Evans started writing poetry when she was a young girl, and several of her poems have been published. She is working on her dream to publish a book of poetry. Shelley is also a legal secretary, wife, and mother of three daughters. She is an active member of WOK.