We woke up at 5:30 AM

To watch the sun like a red jem

Rise from the ocean a mile away

For we were at a small beach hotel to stay

Walking ahead of my siblings

My puffy clothes flapping like wings

In the balmy ocean breeze

Walking drowsily with ease

Walk past the wall of another hotel

On the ground there are broken seashells

And I hear the oceans thunder

And as I near the shore my mind starts to wander

I feel an adrenaline rush

As my toes brush

The yellow sand pink in the sunrise light

The sky painted heavily pink and orange bright

The waves slice through the air tall and sharp

The ocean's sound seems to be from a siren's harp

The waves shrink as they reach the shore

Where they would subside and be gone evermore

Perhaps in these ocean waves

We can feel within us waves

Waves caused when ocean waves give us memories

Of salt wind and seashells and seaweed leaves

How strange that is, for this is the first time visiting and ocean

but it almost gives me a nostalgic emotion

Perhaps the waves collect tears and shattered dreams

Of those broken and wilted who had lost their dreams

Perhaps when we leave this world our memories into the ocean they go

And forever they'll stay even as the days come and go

Perhaps the ocean collects everythin

All our emotions and possessions and other things

Perhaps the ocean has our history and its own

Collects them even of one small and alone

Perhaps...

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I hope you enjoyed this one! This poem is dedicated to SanitizeYourHands , U MUST CHECK OUT HER POETRY. I really enjoyed "Free Fall," it made me cry and it will make you cry too 💔

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You have reached the end of part ii: nostalgia-filled seashells

I will post Part iii real quick. I'm really excited about the next part for it has some poems I'm proud of. Thank you all for reading! Your support really means so much x