In the tide’s gentle hug, we sail. Seashells sing songs, soft like sleepy stars.
Sandcastles watch over the sleepy sand. Did they whisper dreams while I slept?
Once, a jellyfish named Luna glimmered underneath my toes.
She danced in circles, telling stories in bubbles.
Do you remember the stars that fell into the sea?
Walk with me, footprints trailing into the unknown.
Echoes of laughter, long ago and far away.
Find the way, hold my hand.
Let’s pretend we can fly like the sea birds.
Chase the tide, don’t look back.