Here is to beautiful memories made, the sea, the sun, the wind, the shade
The sun is rising on an ocean’s crest, sparkling surf, foam and mist
Birds catching the wind – reach for the sky!
Majestic white winged gulls, calling a high-pitched cry
Clouds gathering slowly together, becoming one
A sun setting lower, brilliant colors, a blinding sun
Footprints on wet sand, pressing shells out of sight
The moon comes up – causing shadows, reflections, giving light
The sand is warm, then cold, once hot
as a blanket, the sun is sought
Cold is the sea, warm is the wind
it dries the water but stings the skin
The sea, endlessly pounding, never quiet, never stopping, never still
it is always changing of free will
Thundering waves, gentle waves
obliterates thoughts, castles, but making caves
Erasing words, washing in and washing away
these are the memories here to stay
To beautiful memories made
the sea, the sun, the wind, the shade
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