Near the Beech Upon the Beach

Turn to quenching winds; cherish what you can't see. Learn to study vastness rippling at sea. Birds watch you from high as they tranquilly soar. Words elevated mend a heart that's sore. Songs of praise are the greatest compliment. Strong and gentle, our natures complement. Thoughts of gratitude charm, expressed aloud. Cots, blankets, and laughter are allowed. Shells cling to sea rocks; we harvest mussels. Swells hug your tee shirt, revealing muscles. Pull me close like friendly breezes that blew. Full of mysteries are diverse realms blue. Sky's palette blends at a quarter past eight. Eyes twinkle from marshmallows we ate. You strum your ukulele; we become a band. Two voices that melt cannot be banned. Seagull calls merge in a tune that's choral. Regal beauty flaps around hidden coral. Sway like moonlit, twinkling leaves of beech. Stay with me tonight upon this lot of beach. 7-14-2021 (Rhyme beginnings, homophone endings)