Emerald waves crash onto the shore,
Chanting it’s melody forevermore.
A solitary song, with no one to hear,
No crowds to enjoy, it , or to cheer.
The ocean has a rhythm all it’s own,
With seagulls crying in an endless moan.
Only someone who has sat alone to listen
To pounding waves and sea spray glisten
Can understand it’s eerie, endless sound
A message of sadness, when no one’s around
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