The sea

As the sun starts to rise,

The first people start to arrive.

As the breeze begins to blow,

The heat begins to rise slow.

Birds are chirping,

Seals are swarming,

And children are swimming in sight.

Now lunch time has come,

Now more kids are having fun.

The stingrays are swimming,

The waves are wishing, 

And the sea is calling my name.

Now that night has come,

everyone's gone

 and the beach is left in silence.