The hot sand on the beach
Waves of water splashing at my feet
A crab walking sideways...
To get a way from humans reach
Big shells, little shells...
All kinds of pretty shells
Children of all ages, making castles
Some jumping in the waves
As the sun beats on my face
Beads of sweat trickled down my breasts
I thank God for this glorious place
That he had made for you and me
Little turtles are hatched again
Scurrying across the sand, to the ocean
Sea hawks flying low
Trying to catch the fish below
The sun now cool against my face
With the gentle breezes, softly blowing
And the waves splashing, against my feet
Across the ocean, I see the horizon...
The sun now gone, no longer for me to see!