My Own Paradise

It is a place that does not discriminate any race.

It will put a smile upon any face.

This place I speak of has the power to heal whatever the case.

All that is necessary to unlock such feelings of enjoyment is three

fins, foam, fiber glass, and a handful of time to pass.

This place will release an endless amount of feelings of euphoria.

It is available for all to feel from here to the bodies of water beyond

Asia.

There is not a single activity on land that can compare.

Open your eyes and see that there is more to this world than the 

responsibilities we tend to bare.

Add some flare and become more of an extraordinaire.

Surfing is one of the main reasons why we should be

grateful for the ability to breathe this air.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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