The sun shines down on the bay,
a wonderful sight we all embrace.
Beautiful sparkels during the day,
refections off the water surface.
As the day comes to an end, unwinds,
the sun sets and the moon now shines.
The sparkels are still there on the bay,
they will twinkel all night until the next day.
When the day is cloudy, dull or overcast,
The sparkels are gone while they pass.
The sun will pop it's face through once more,
sparkels are there, as a wave hits the shore.
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