Salty scent of the ocean,
And sand in between your toes,
Sun bathing, croaking bottles of lotion,
Children leisurely paddling,
Life guard blowing his whistle.
Capsizing boats,
Crashing and lashing,
Anchors, tendrils of sea weed,
A sea horse ballet.
Waves clashing, crashing, lashing,
Tossing and turning, groaning, churning,
Tsunami’s engulf and shatter on the shore,
In the distance, the lighthouse burning.
Capsizing boats,
Crashing and lashing,
Anchors, tendrils of sea weed,
A sea horse ballet.
















Comments
well done tis goosh.
lu
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