The Beach

The crash of the waves against a shore

With sparkling clear blue water.

The early morning birds cawing overhead

And the fresh smell of the salty ocean spray.

The warm yellow sand underfoot

Squishing between your toes as you walk.

You walk to close to the shore

And the sand instantly turns to butter under your feet.

The dolphins gliding through the water

Laughing along the way.

You close your eyes

Listening to the gentle rise and fall of the waves.

The breeze lifting you up

Higher and higher.

The birds circling around you

Singing their lovely tune.

Now your journey comes to an end

As you float back down to the ground.

You leave the beach that day happily

Knowing you shall return again soon.