Ocean Dreams
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The beach allows me to dream,
as I walk along the sands,
I pick up shells along the way,
adrift from far away lands.
Looking out upon the sea,
where blue sky and water meet,
I dream of a dry parched desert,
as the hot sands scorch my feet.
I'm in a mountain village,
as cool breezes cross my face,
foam lapping at water's edge,
I again dream of another place.
It is cold up in Alaska,
my eyes feel the sun's hot rays.
In the land of the midnight sun,
where sunlight can last all day.
The sounds of children splashing,
hear their laughter in the sun.
I start to dream of childhood,
remembering summertime fun.
Crashing sounds of ocean waves,
relax, begin to dream once more.
Now stranded on a desert island,
washed upon the sandy shore.
Searching the beach, I find a shell,
shaped like a beautiful star.
Could it have come from Heaven,
could it have fallen that far?
Dreaming of all these far places,
as I stroll along the quiet beach.
these places, I will never see,
to grasp them is out of my reach.
When my mind wants to get away,
and my thoughts are just for me.
I go to the beach , close my eyes,
begin dreaming of the seven seas.
Posted on 3/13/2007 8:07:56 PM