I love to stay at the seaside
With fresh air from a low tide
As I hear the whisper of ocean
My burdens are lightened behind
While walking on the seashore
I saw those beautiful creature
The shell, the starfish, and the sand
Are things I pick in hand
The cold winds are here to comfort
When my heart seems fall apart
The blue skies refreshes my mind
As I'm struggling and in vain
This seaside is my best friend
Where my memories wide opened.
If I only have few hours to spend
I would be here till the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the smooth flow of words is just like a breeze on our cheeks while walking on the seashore....