Orange Beach, Alabama
Waves are rolling with rhythms of blue.
Bubbles surface with an off white hue.
Sun beams down, no clouds in the way.
Salt in our hair for a multitude of days.
Grains of sand act like an hourglass.
Wind blows gustily as time begins to pass.
A beautiful beach with breathtaking views.
A tropical treasure, tremendous and true.
This poem is about:
Me
My family