On warm Sandy beach*

On warm Sandy beach
Where the breeze flows
All day long,
How beautiful is it
To there belong
Watching the waves
Rolling perpetual,

Surf and foam
Where with phosphorus glow,
How lovely is it
There to get a go,
Swept by the salty taste
Of waters , by sunny day blessed,
Catching crabs , running to and fro,
Building castles with sand,
Grains of time where fall slow ,

On the Sandy beach
Where the warm breeze blows,
How beautiful is it
To there go.

(*Note: upon a painting loosely based as attached; courtesy: Musica Pittura e Dintorni, Alex Artista)


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