* the Ocean Side
Such beauty is something one must never forget.
The smells, sounds, sunsets at the ocean side.
Sitting on a beach towel on the warmed sands with
a big umbrella shading from the sun of the day.
Now evening has come the sun is setting across the ocean.
The warm summer breeze blowing bringing the rippling of
the blue waves sloshing against the rocks on the beach.
Sky is now being lite up with colors of the rainbows.
As she sits watching the sun looking now like a big,
red beach ball, ready for someone to toss it about.
Breath taking to see such a beautiful site from God.
Than sets the sun, and up comes the moon lighting up
the darken beach with such beautiful light, showing all
that has now been swept on to the sands from the gentle
waves, far out shells, crabs, jelly fish, star fish, lobsters.
So the night ends with her picking up shells, putting them
into her bag, folding her towel, putting down the umbrella.
Taking one last walk across the sands wet with the tides,
knowing tomorrow she will be back to see it all again.
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