Summer sunsets fade away,
But sometimes good things still remain.
Like to reel and catch some fish,
Like to feel that first bite grip.
Summer sunsets are so pretty,
So are the girls in the bikinis,
Love the beach too much to say,
Love to sit and think away.
Tides are rising waves are pushed,
Seagulls flying like to chirp.
Ocean breaks straight into shore,
Surfers falling still ride more.
Catch a wave, build a castle, take a breath and look around you,
The beach is always beautiful, even when the people go,
Don’t be worried at summer’s end, the beach still looks good in cold winds.
– Thomas M. Watt
(Photo courtesy of Taylar Cabalka at http://thiswonderfulllife.wordpress.com/)