Waves
As I look at the waves
I see then sparkle as the sun sets.
I see the water filled tide pools
filled with a family of tiny crabs.
I am only there a couple days a year
but I love it as if I lived there.
Up a hill and on the grass
I look at the ocean
To see the setting sun.
This is one thing I wish I could capture,
a ray of golden light.
Just look at the waves
see them dance.
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