White Wave

A poetic metaphor.......

White Wave, sparkling in the sun
Children playing joyfully, having fun.

As I sit upon the shore gazing at your vastness;
I feel your energy coming back from the sea,,,,,
Thoughts of you resonating tranquility.

Sun-kissed sky, glistening gold;
Precious memories, I do hold.
Bright blue and green stares back at me.

Oh familiar sight!
White beaches smile with delight.

How I long to see you again, though your innocence gone.
How I long to hold you again, in song.

The luminescent moon will penetrate the cold depths
of the sea
Like a beacon I will guide you.  Come to me.

Memories of you so dear.
I need only to think of you and you are near.

Come on, let's play, for yet another day;
Oh!  White Wave!!!