Today I saw the ocean
Saw the horizon on the sea
Looked out across the water
And felt the misting breeze

Held onto a decaying fence
Let go of my worries
Standing on the sea cliff's edge
Remembering days like these

The days of sand and childhood
Waves crashing powerful and strong
Sounding the ocean's chorus as
The sea gulls sang along

February twenty ninth
Only once in four years
If only days this wonderful
Were not so few and rare