The Sea

As I view toward the sea
My eyes are met with glee
I feel so lucky to be here
As the waters look more clear
But time passes and we have to go
My joy has been reduced and I reached an all time low
I want to look forward and move on
But I look backward and look at the morning dawn
It is not often I see paradise
Even when it is but a good surprise
The people here welcome me with happiness and joy
I felt as if brought back in time of when I was a little boy
This place helps me remember the sand
It even commemorates the view of the land
I don’t want to leave but it is time
Leaving here feels like I were leaving my prime
But I will always remember the sounds of the sea
As they flow and hit the shore, it does nothing but inspire me
Now I go home and look back at the sea
I will always be fortunate to be witness of such beauty

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