The white capped waves,
Lap against a shoreline of white sand,
While the morning sun,
Rises high above the land.
Seagulls holler out,
Their obnoxious calls,
While trillions of fish,
Swim around,
In an abyss,
Without walls.
Some waves are big,
Others tiny,
As they hit the shore,
And make the water look, quite liny.
The sun rises over a canvas of blue,
Creating a masterpiece with every colored hue.
Couples walk hand-in-hand,
Upon the quickly warming sand,
While birds call out from hidden nests,
Waking others, from their lazy rests.
The sun may take a break at night,
But for the rolling blue waters, no break is known,
Fore they roll on, in the middle of light, and the dead of night.
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A/N:
So thank you for reading this awful poem. And yes, ALL spelling mistakes were intentional, as usual. . As for picture credits, I took that image from our while on vacation last week on our balcony at bay watch resort in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I'd love to know what you think of both the image and poem. ^_^
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