Silent Sands

the emerald sea flows so free, as the dancing sun smiles upon me, My windswept hair and ecstatically embraced face, en captures the moment of this freedom pace, the children have buckets and adults have fans, Oh how I love to play in the sand. For one day soon will we still be free as the talons of heat flicker on me, Time flies by in a wind of haste, Crashing upon us at such a fast pace, Figures rush around in my head, memories of the life that I've temporarily fled, And as I wipe the dropped ice cream from my knee, I realise that this is the life for me.