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Treasure by the Sea - Story and Poem

Updated on March 19, 2017

Seaside

A day at the beach
A day at the beach
A day on the sand and sea.
A day on the sand and sea.

Treasure by the Sea

The sea-side summer air quickly dried the water dripping from his sun-bronzed skin. The foaming, frothing, salty ocean from which he emerged was warm, but still cooled his burning body. He had washed the sand off that had clung to his brown, muscular frame. It was only 10 am, but the sun beat down and baked them.

A team of five labored quickly to complete the sketch she had created. They were working on a sand sculpture for an afternoon evangelistic presentation.

Lady by the sea
Lady by the sea

Lady By The Sea

She was an attractive young lady who filled out her modest, one-piece bathing suit very nicely. She pushed back several strands of her light, sun-streaked, sandy brown hair that had come loose, interfering with her vision. He liked her logical, creative thinking—not to mention her sweet, easy smile.

“Not like that,” correcting him with a disapproving laugh as he sculpted the wet sand, at her direction. We moved the concept from paper to sand and she instructed, “More curve than angle”. She had drawn up the concept on paper and we were to “flesh it out” as she put it. We labored on as the sun reached the lunch hour zenith.

Glass Of Water By The Sea

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Beverage By The Sea

As each day passed, he grew to like her and enjoy her company during their week-long vacation. Ten members of the singles group had returned for their yearly beach visit. They shared a rather large beach house that over looked the picturesque postcard-view of the ocean. He sat on the sofa, exhausted from the labor of hauling water and sand to construct the sea-side sculpture which they had used for their mid-day presentation.

With closed eyes, he sat immobile thinking of a cold glass of water. As he forced himself to rise from the sofa to cool his thirst, he turned and saw her approaching. Smiling and eyes twinkling, she handed a glass of ice water to him.

She sweetly spoke, “I thought you’d want this”.

Seaside Kiss

Treasure by the Sea
Treasure by the Sea | Source

Kiss By the Sea

They went out for ice cream that night on the boardwalk. He had talked with her before this week at the singles group, but spent little time with her. Now he wished he had spent more time with her. He suggested they take a walk on the beach. She agreed readily and seemed eager to do so—with him.

For about an hour they chatted about family, friends, and her art among other subjects. She was an artist, just finishing her university studies. She loved to take photographs and loved to sketch. He was intrigued by her artistic interests.

They strolled barefoot along the foaming, frothing surf, leaving footprints in the sand. He reached for her hand and she intertwined her silky, soft fingers between his. They continued along the beach, saying little, exchanging smiling glances.

Enjoying the sun setting against the pink, dark blue and grey sky, they stopped. He pulled her close and she complied. They shared a gentle kiss.

That was how it began. Later that summer, he wrote the following poem for her.

© 2013 ajwrites57

A Long

Sunset

Seaside at Sunset
Seaside at Sunset | Source

My Ruby

My Ruby
My Ruby | Source

Ruby By The Sea

I thank Him for the pleasure,

He’s bestow'd on me this year.

I thank them for the laughter,

I thank Him for each tear.


I thank Him for the blessings,

He's given me in full,

I thank Him for His healings;

for how He makes me whole.


I thank Him for the treasure,

I found by the side of the sea,

I thank Him for my tender darling,

my sweet, my ruby, Marie.


I thank Him for the blessing

of having you by my side,

I thank Him for the friendship

and care you never hide.


All delights and pleasure,

what we share each day

will be ours in double measure,

to the Lord I pray.


© 2013 ajwrites57

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Sandy Beach
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      AJ 3 years ago from Pennsylvania

      Thanks for reading and commenting Lisa Keatts! I'm glad you enjoyed them!

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      Lisa 3 years ago from Virginia

      Love this! Great story and poem.

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      AJ 4 years ago from Pennsylvania

      khmazz, thanks for reading and commenting! Thank you for saying it was beautifully written! Also, I'm grateful for your appreciation of the photos. Not being a photographer, I've had to search the free photos sites for the perfect ones and it does take time! Thanks again for your comments!

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      Kristen Mazzola 4 years ago from South Florida

      Beautifully written! The pictures are perfect for the story and poem! voted up!

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      AJ 4 years ago from Pennsylvania

      PaoloJpm , you are very kind and your words are humbling. Thanks again for stopping by!

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      John Paolo B.Magdaluyo 4 years ago from Philippine

      sure thing mate! you got a great words in your hubs, my honor to explore them all :D

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      AJ 4 years ago from Pennsylvania

      PaoloJpm thanks for the supportive comments! Thanks for taking the time to read my story and poem. :o)

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      John Paolo B.Magdaluyo 4 years ago from Philippine

      Aj. I love your poem, especially when you speak about Marie, so precious words about her and treasures from what you see.

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      AJ 4 years ago from Pennsylvania

      Thanks so much! :o)

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      kaiyan717 4 years ago from West Virginia

      Such a sweet innocent poem, voted up.

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      AJ 4 years ago from Pennsylvania

      dahoglund--thanks so much for reading and commenting. The Hub appears to be still in review--surprised you can view it! Oops--I do that a lot--change point of view. Thanks, I'll change it! thanks for sharing it.

      :0)

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      Don A. Hoglund 4 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

      A nice romantic story of boy meets girl. I think you changed point of view in your third paragraph though. "We moved..." seemed to put the narrator into the story whereas the narrator previously seemed to be an outside observer. Up votes and sharing.