I miss the ocean
I miss the ocean
I miss the smell
I miss seeing
The orca tails.
I miss the sand
Between my toes
And when how evening comes
How i froze
I miss the boardwalk
With the fisherman’s poles
And the tall tales they would talk.
And the fisherman’s woes.
I miss the shop on the pier
Where hot coco and crescents
Were a feature you found there
I miss the grins
On my daughters face
As they ran all over the place.
Burying themselves to the chins.
I miss the ocean
I miss the sea
Oh how I miss
The majesty.
I miss the ocean.
I miss the ocean too.I miss the wind in my hair and the feel of the waves lapping at my feet.This is beautiful.Carried me off to the sea shores although I haven’t been there in a while 🙂
Lovely, I know there are so many things I miss about the ocean too. *sigh*
Beatiful Luna, I love the emage also.
Hugs