Why I love the sea

A poem about the coast and what I love the most.

I do so adore
the roar of the sea,
the sound of the waves
as they pound on the shore.

I so do enjoy
the befriend of the wind;
When it tickles my ear
not sure what I hear.


I do so delight
in the tingle on my face.
with my feet in the sand
and a book in my hand.

Maybe it's that magic
that makes the summers fly by.
Or the beauty of the eastern sky
while I watch the sunrise.

Forever I belong to the beach.
I vow to keep my life always
held close within its reach;
not only for the sunset walks,
or the friend to friend talks,
but also for those quaint little shops
that line the boardwalks.

Perhaps, it's the way they make me laugh;
the fishermen on the docks.
Or the sound of the tide
as it swirls through the rocks.

The food, the music,
the sailboats waving goodbye.
The noisy birds, flying high.

I am also fond of
the parties there on the beach;
where the dry land and the ocean meet;
like two close friends
just getting together.

It's a nice place to be
with another romantically
on a summer's eve.
This is why I love the sea.