“Best motel on the beach,” we’d say.
And rightly so.
Romantic nights in that small first-floor room
Avocado-green shag carpet, lighting from the moon.
Wine coolers poured in cheap champagne glasses
Windows open to hear the waves, to smell the ocean spray
Life was good back then, in our little hideaway.
An anniversary tradition until, alas, one day…
Now, it’s The Grandeur Hotel where lovers stay.
“Best hotel on the beach,” they say.
Thirty-six magnificent stories, all windows face the ocean
But builders sealed them from the spray and wave motion
Fearful someone might jump from a room that high
And the days of wine coolers have long since gone by.
Yes, the Dive Inn Motel is just a memory, and so are you.