vast, open, wide not sure of what dangers it could hide but also beneath the waves there are treasures a person craves the sand dollars, coral, and shells and the captivating fish that lurk in the swells but also the landscape and picturesque views that wait for me and you when we walk across that silky sand and feel between out toes the feel of the land how God made it, perfect without harm but don't forget all his little charm the seagulls that swoop over out heads and the splashes that lull us when we lay in our beds oh, to think how you, a tiny person, could stand beside this vast ocean
This was also one of my first poems. I wrote this poem on the balcony of my family's condo when we were at Panama City Beach, FL. I love my annual trips with my family.