I hear the wave’s crash as they
I see the
sunset as I stand on the shore line.
people talk and say what a gorgeous scenery this is as they walk by
birds sing as they glide.
I see kids
I feel the
soft rigid, sand brush against the bottom of my feet.
I find a
sea shell, and suddenly I hear the ocean.
hear, and see things, at such an extraordinary place we call the Beach
Written By: Samantha Flynn
Written on; July 22, 2009