The exquisite sun reflecting the rippling water of the ocean,
As I walk down the smelly old creaky bridge,
Getting my feet splashed by water,
I look down and see moss, I look up I see the most stunning pelicans,
The bridge is getting smaller and smaller,
When I get to the end there are nets everywhere,
Just in time for the majestic sunset,
Phones jumping up in the air,
The sun just stunning blue, purple, yellow and green,
Walking back, the pelicans take to the skies.