Brown and White rock salts
Of stones
Making a wide mat of sand
Waves come skating like
A group of young boys
Enjoying their summer days
***** running from sea to shore
Like tiny remote cars
Moon with a smile welcoming
To their world of silence
Stars here and there posted
As beautiful female hosts
With a welcoming drink
Comes the cool breeze
Me, the chief guest sitting
On the seat of sand
Thanking the manager, the
The one in a blue dress, the Sky!