anetnut

Ocean waves roar as they roll inland. The tide rising and falling with each passing day. Seagulls crow while on the hunt for a snack. Their reflection gleaming over the clear waters. I hear several conversations going at once. The wind flowing across my delicate skin. Pushing my hair into my face. I close my eyes and listen to nature's beauty. You speak to me and my eyes suddenly open. Explaining to me the simplicity of the ocean. I ask many questions for I don't seem to understand. I'm only a little kid after all. You paint the picture in your mind. And begin to give me elaborate details. You always had a way of doing that.