Poem

I'm not quite satisfied with this, but thought I'd post it anyway. On a day like today its nice to think that summer isn't too far off.

Waves collide with the shoreline
And it's you and me and this place
A cabin on a grassy hillside
Remain traces to summers past
There were buttercups, forts and coolers
Swimming yes and sailboats too
All these things and to do's
But only with family here
Did this place become a part of me
Now alone with the pebbles under my feet
On a beach that misses its children
With intertubes, squeeze-its and laughter
Fading like the paint on the dock marker
No.
More like the rocks I choose to skip
Eager for one more swim