The Sea Breeze

The sea breeze came with the smell of salt,

Clouds darkened as the sky changed,

The storm's on its ways,

The sea changed,

with the crest of the wave,

With white horses running away,

With the wind getting stronger,

Stripping the leaves from the trees,

With branches and twigs left naked with ease,

Now summer has gone with winter on the way,

Days are now shorter,

The birds are migrating away.

Sea Breeze