Smooth, black pebbles adorn warm salty sands
Along the bay we prefer.
Placid sea laps at a peaceful beach
Disguising its ruthless strength.
A jutting rock face reaches out, touching milky waves
As they ripple around stone feet.
Enclosing the beach guardians of broken stone stand unmovable
While seagulls sing out their joy.
A bronzing sun stared down at children, families, playing, having fun.
For the winds have blown storm clouds away, if only for today.
Stretching far, a wooden pier
Legs steady, unwavering, strong.
Bright lights glistening out to a carefree sea.
Our enchanting adoptive home
Where the urge to return must not be ignored
Each year as summer dawns.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A summer cottage near the sea.rich in imagery vivid. Good word play and presented a clear picture .thanks