The Seawater
As I walk through the seashore
I hear the gentle sound of the waves
I feel the cool breeze of the wind that flashes through
I feel the waves in my feet
A little water sprinkle over me
I see the reflection of the sky as I look through the water
All blue as I can see
I take off my slipper and emerge into the cool seawater
I have a great time swimming and looking through the bottom
Group of fishes swimming through as I see
I even feel some of them in my feet
I see corals of different sizes
White stones scattered around
I get some for good memories to keep
I suddenly struck by enormous and extraordinary shells
I was delighted with what I found
Very beautiful white shells that I haven't seen before
Captivated by what I see, I get some again.
I swim back into the surface heading towards the shoreline
As I open this beautiful seashell clam I’m delighted at what I found
A beautiful white pearls inside of it
Keeping them as a remarkable remembrance
In the beautiful seawater.
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