![]() |
the day changes |
| The Sea's Edge A calm afternoon turns, Into a frightening evening. The heartfelt rage of the waves, Crash and roar, Against the jagged coast, Tossing weary ships as it raves. Thick salt air blasts around, Fresh and cold. Rolling in like a stampede, Sending down ominous drops, Thick water-laden clouds, Crack and bound, At the sea's edge. |