My Unique Oasis

When I think of tropical trailing trees,

The continuous beach calls bother me,

While the waves waiver wonderfully,

And the air rises authentically.

As the children sedately play,

And the adults chat about their day,

Around them the leaves fall free,

From the trees that stand tall.

The breeze feels fresh,

Humidity as hot as hellfire,

For my eyes are drawn towards the sea,

That cools me and makes me feel free.

Seagulls chirp and chuckle,

While the waves splash and splat,

From the ocean that is as cold as ice,

Trees around that are tall like mountains.

The sand on the beach collapses,

The sand in the ocean crumbles,

The beach is an incredibly special place,

As it is like no other place.