SEASHORE
The sea stretched out beyond the sand
With endless waves upon the land
The seashore sand at our feet
Warm and gentle to meet.
The sea gulls circled in the air
Their cries ringing clear and fair
The ocean blue, a sight to see
A place where I feel free.
The shells and rocks within my grasp
I hold them tight and let out a gasp
The beauty of the seashore plain
The memories I’ll hold like rain.
The salty air upon my face
The calming sounds, a sweet embrace
This seashore world, a perfect place
A memory I won’t soon replace.
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