Sun is about to bid goodbye,

Waving slowly as it settles down.

Whispers in the wind are flying by,

As I stand at the end of town.

Now while there are many walking around,

Leaving a trail quite and free,

I hear a sound, so peaceful and profound,

Sound of Waves at the edge of the sea.

Nothing more poetic when nature rhymes,

Sound of waves, of birds, of air.

I feel acquitted of all my crimes,

Sound of Waves has something to share.

Beaches have always been one of my favourite places. Now you know why.