Village by the Sea

Village by the Sea In Bonanamo's haven, where echoes of the sea, White sandy beaches, a cradle for dreams to be. Glorious sunsets, a canvas painted bold, A symphony of colors, a tale to be told. Fishermen set sails with the first light's kiss, Their hopes are woven in nets, a daily bliss. Returning with catches when the winds decree, In Bonanamo, the sea feeds a family. Living by the shore, where the wind plays games, Blowing sand gently, whispering sea-named names. Under coconut palms, where shade finds its grace, Mothers watch as children explore the saltwater's embrace. Sunbeams dance on waters, a radiant ballet, As kids take a dip in the cool of the day. Market Square is alive with buai and smoke, Gathered tales and laughter, a communal yoke. In Bonanamo's heart, where stories intertwine, The village thrives on a timeless design. With each tide's rhythm and sunlit laughter, Bonanamo lives on, a seaside chapter.