beach living

The glass mirrored sheen of sea is gleaming under the rays of warm sun. Its power is forcing me closer. How lucky I feel when i'm near. I'm strong in its arms, my gladness is excuberant, may  I never leave this palace of of my coastal living.

The sounds bring me alive as I relish in my sights. Do I really understand and appreciate what I have so close? The many times I stand and watch the tide rising and falling onto the golden sands, my passion never falters with each and every glance.

The love for my coast is building as I hunt out every view. Its my life, my dreams, the coast is all I want and all I shall ever need.

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