Cool, ocean water nudges my crinkled toes
A gentle breeze sifts through the giant, leaves of the palm trees
Swaying them like the exotic dancers of a waltz.
Looking up, I watch fluffy white figures slowly dance
To and fro across the pale, blue lake in the sky.
Waves crash against the fair, glittery sand, Snapping
Back my attention, Like a roll of thunder in the distance
I sat in the comforting, warm sand along the Oceanside,
Until colors of purple and orange streamed across the sky,
and the golden sun disappeared
from my view.