The Sounds of the Sea by Storm Grayson

 

 

 

 

The moan of the sea and the splash of the waves

The tinkling sand in the dark sea caves

Smugglers were here in times gone by

But now all that is left is the seagull’s cry

 

The crash of the waves on the incoming tide

Driftwood is sent on a roller coaster ride

Strong winds blow the white horses along

The sea is singing its own sweet song

 

(C) Storm Grayson