The ocean waters a clear inviting blue,
By the jagged rocks, the merry seagulls flew.
Soft breeze dancing with my hair,
Smell of raw salt, pungent in the air.
Warm waters draw near and shyly wet my toes,
As the joyful waves mellow down from highs to lows.
The sun goes down where the sea and sky meet,
I watch as the damp sand leaves an imprint of my feet.