The sand squelches in my toes
The liquid crashes
As the harsh breeze blows,
The pool splashes
A sense of change is in the air,
For this only seems fair
The time has arrived,
For the sun to thrive
The sand squelches in my toes
The liquid lay still
As the content breeze blows,
The pool has no spill
Oh it’s such a thrill,
That everything is still