The sand is sparkling under the sizzling shine of sun
As the soothing sea-sound invigorates my burning ears
But then an unbalanced blanket crease of cloud layers disguise away the now quite faint sun
As the air around me awakens and arranges into a silent lowland blow

The distinct and repetitive sound of starving seagulls rings the old memories of years gone by, the long and winding veins from rock pools stretch outwards to meet the stubborn waves, the sea caves far to the beach sides are silent, lifeless and exciting
There’s not a sound in the world, which is as wonderful as the sound of sea against the rocks

The ice cream is whipped; the candyfloss is pink
My face rises into a genuine smile
And thanks to mummy and daddy being by my side
That smile never sinks

One day I would like to go to the seaside again
Where so many families take their young ones for summer
If only my family were still here to take me once more
At least I have my dreams of them