My older daughter
with her newly-pierced navel
and her friend
also newly-pierced
move down the beach
to watch the surfers.
My younger daughter
and her friend
tethered to boogie boards
high step the waves
between the two
lifeguard stations.
Big-wheeled baby strollers
skirt the edge of the water.
Dogs yap.
A biplane announces Happy Hour.
Mothers, two-pieced
and colorful, pass,
as the tide continues
its relentless advance.
