A Day at the Beach by L. M. Montes

Smooth water,
turquoise blue,
sunny sands,
lie under you.
A far away voice,
and seagulls call,
to anyone out there,
where waves do fall.
A palm tree bows,
your cheek it tickles,
in breezes pushing,
from an ocean’s cold prickle.
A setting sun,
clouds fade to dark,
stars peek out,
the day is done.

by L. M. Montes