Summer's subtle symbols
Floating through the sunlight,
The scene is serene
Like the fallen sail drifting on the lake.
A rushing wind cascades over the sea,
Soothing the swimmers wading in the waters.
Sitting on the stand,
The ocean's servant watches, listens,
Soaks in the singer's sweet notes.
Such a beautiful sound, the shutters of your camera,
Snapping these moments as if they'll last forever.
The shining sun, the stolen silver dollar,
The shocking scent of his sincere apology;
All creating the thousand-watt smiles we share,
The smile that will be remembered for years to come.
I sat on this beach, observing as birds flew.
I sat on this beach, remembering you.