The Ride

When she lived by the ocean
She would walk two blocks
To pet the horse under the
Palm tree.

“What if a coconut falls on you?
Or a big, heavy frond?”

She borrowed her brother’s foam

She caught her first wave
The wave pushed her to the shore
She forgot about the horse.

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