O beauty of the beach…

The dying of the day
Soaks the somnolent sky
In drips of melting gold;
The teardrops of the sun.

The shimmer of the light
Trickles over ripples
From effervescent waves
Dancing on the water.

Warm, creamy sands along
Lake Michigan glow like
Vivacious embers low
Beneath my tickled feet.

Cool, frisky evening gales
Blow my troubles far, far
Away, beyond the haze
Of future’s foggy skies.

Goodnight, Lake Michigan;
Goodnight, o placid skies;
& goodnight my darling;
O beauty of the beach.

May the virtuous grace
Of evening tides carry
You to the kingdom of
Hearty mirthful dreaming.

& may you wake to find
A marvelous morning
As beautiful as you...
O beauty of the beach.