Greens Beach

Wind so soft like touching a cloud,

Sound of waves washing up to the shore,

Birds are singing not quiet but loud,

Not a single person for miles around,

The yucky seaweed so stinky and brown,

Old broken boats all over the ground,

The very long drive to get out of town,

Soft sand all over my feet with gentle delight,

As ocean waves crash, painting the rocky shore white,

Seagulls soar above, their wings spreading wide,

A beach paradise, where dreams and worries subside,

The breeze whispers secrets, soothing the tide,

Sunset paints the sky, a masterpiece of colours so bright,

With every step, I feel a sense of freedom taking flight,

A beach oasis, where serenity and joy unite.