Due to the hugely successful reception my poem has received, I decided to post a little short story I wrote. I only spent a few hours on this, so nothing spectacular, just a nice little story.
"Isn't it a wonderful day?" joyfully beamed an old man as the summer sun baked his caked-leather face.
"Yes, yes it is dear." replied his doting wife.
The couple was sitting in worn out beach chairs facing the ocean, resting their worn out bodies, with their feet buried beneath the silky sand. Their tired eyes were squinting in the sunlight, fixed on the endless field of rippled blue before them. A gentle breeze blew from the ocean carrying with it the scent of salt that penetrated into everything it touched. At this Eden the couple were all alone save for a lone seagull desperately hunting for an evening's meal.
After a thoughtful pause, the old man resumed his speech. "Yep, sure is." he said. "I have been needing something like this for a very long time. Tampa is a great place to live, but it is always just so busy. Everywhere is. People always have to be doing something, and they have to act like it is important. Here all that moves are the waves."
"And that seagull over there!" grinned his wife," he is moving all over the place, did you miss him?"
The seagull was was frantically roaming around, digging his head in the sand, still without food.
"Ah yes, I guess that bird is pretty busy doing something, but at least he actually is doing something important. If all humans did was try to find food then I would be fine. I could have retired at the age of thirty and we could have lived happily ever after without all that other stuff."
"But I liked the other stuff." "
"Yea, I guess we did have some pretty good times with all that other stuff."
"I just always felt like I wasn't doing enough. My job paid good I suppose, but not enough. I always wanted you to have the best, and a dead end job at the bank just doesn't do that. I really did try hard for you, but luck dealt me a bad hand."
"Oh heavens, don't say such things. You gave me a splendid time all of these years, and I could not possibly ask for more. I know that you gave me your all, and that is all I could possibly want. I wouldn't trade the life I have had with you for anything."
"I can finally see things that way too here. Here none of that other stuff I always stressed about would even matter. Nature's splendor does not discriminate, it is free for all. And then of course I have you." said the old man, finally turning his face away from the ocean to the face of the love of his life. "I have taken you to all of the most beautiful places in the world, and there is one thing that they always teach me, that your face truly is the most perfect of things on the entire world."
"Your too good to me, babe. It's when you say things like that that I know I picked the right man."
The couple stared deep into eachother's eyes, with smiles stretched across their weary faces.They inched forward and briefly joined their weathered lips, not saying a word, for both knew that words would cheapen the pure emotion that both of them shared. At last, after parting lips, they turned back to stare at the enchanting ocean, and only after hours of serene silence did the old man speak again.
"Isn't it a wonderful day?"
"Yes, yes It is dear."