Crunching crispy cornflakes
Gangs of pebbles bubble
White water slurping
Its early morning edges
As waves deliciously lick
their sweet vanilla sands
Man bobbing in a canoe
Ocean swinging him like a baby boy
A bouncing ball stretches
Across the waters view
Like a picture on the wall
For a moment time stand still
The scenery seems so surreal
like plastic or cardboard
Adding a friendly familiarity
Making me so sentimental
About
a place
I LOVE
Called Home
One needs to drop into the imagery