The way of the water

On hot days the sea glistens in the sunshine 

Birds chirp, loud thumping music plays

And the sky is as clear as glass.

But on stormy days the sea is rough and wavy,

The wind is howling and the beach

Is filled with sorrow.

Big grey clouds loom and

The beach roars like a lion 

I can hear the sound of massive 

Waves crashing and thrashing against the rocks.