Like a rhythmic dance upon the sea, Waves caress the shore, wild and free. With each rise and fall, they ebb and flow, A symphony of motion, nature's show. In their mighty embrace, we find release, The soothing rhythm that brings us peace. (Pichidangui,
It’s not much, but at age 35 I finally got to have a drink on the beach with a little umbrella in it. Gulf Islands National Seashore, (Pensacola Beach, FL)