The Beach

The race to the water to save feet burning
The water fresh and waves churning
I feel the sand between my toes
Longing for the moment when the waves hit me
The sweet smell of the salt
Makes me want to just lay there all day
The beach is like an old rose
Always pretty and always grows
When the day is near its end
Colours of the sunset appear at the tip of nature’s head
And I think of how beautiful nature can really be
Always bursting with colours and trees
The sun is a diamond that is reflected off its ocean
Just like a magical potion