On the azure oceans beach of  pure pristine white sands

a young girl with long dark crimson hair appeared

walking in the morning of the azure

oceans, lofty mist

Pretty sea shells she plucked from the sands of the shore

examined them, each one, placing them again for the waves

to splash and receed, returning them to the sea

As she climbed the rocky coast on the other side of the

pristine white sandy beach, she encountered a child

so small and sweet with golden hair, a scoop in one hand

a sand bucket in the other..looking for shells..mommy near

Oh, how she wanted to join, the girl with the long dark crimson

hair kept walking on the pure pristine white sands

The mist is disipating from the pure pristine white beach

the young girl sat for a while listening to the crashing

of the waves..sea gulls swooping round making their

distinct calls..a sail boat afar..sails full..the winds

have come up.. billowing the sails.. cumulus clouds of the

arc en ceil adrift

As she began once again to walk..the small little child, with

golden hair handed the young girl sea shells that

she gathered from the pure pristine white sandy

beach, holding her mommy's hand tightly ..

they smiled at her.. in turn she smiled, too!

The girl with the long dark crimson hair

walking along the pure white pristine beach

with sea shells in hand..walking along the azure oceans

breaking waves...the lingering swales ..the mist

                                       (c)february16,2010 Azure Oceans Waves The Mist