The Beach at Night

With glistening seas below, below the bluest of skies,

And sand softer than where the clouds lie,

All watch as the ball of silver replaces the dancing sun,

Cool breezes and dark skies change the mood but not our fun.

Moonlight glistens through the palm,

All others rush to leave, but I remain calm, 

I dance with only the company of the beach,

All other problems out of reach.