Poetry?

I stare at this picture in hopes that the salty ocean air will embrace me and set a sense of peace upon my heart. If I stare long enough I almost feel like the sun is peering out to find me. A game of hide and seek to escape from my worries. I feel the water rush over my feet, and I sway with the palm trees as the cool ocean breeze strikes my face and fills my lungs. I have done it, I have escaped. Then the school bell rings.

I am lucky, I am blessed, I am saved.

Sam