A Place Called Paradise

It's the end of the day.
The sun is going away.
The colors way up high,
Show the beauty of the sky.

The winds blowing through my hair,
As i watch the dolphins swim in a pair.
This place is so incredible.
It will never be unforgettable.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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