Our Secret Cove

It was a cove like none other.

Silky sand, gentle waves,

An aquamarine sea stretching endlessly. 

Tiny sea shells dotted the beach.

The sandy bed could be seen crystal clear 

Under the lapping waves.

Sailing in our white yacht 

Further down the sea 

We saw this cove.

Putting down the boat 

We rowed immediately to it.

An empty, pristine beach 

Almost out of 'Blue Lagoon'

With palm forests far behind. 

A cerulean sky 

Dipping to pay homage.

In the distance 

A host of flying fish

Doing a spectacular water ballet. 

A jellyfish washed ashore. 

The kids gently helped it

Back into the approaching waves.

And we walked and ran from end to end.

Flopping down finally, 

Soaking in the pristine

purity of our newfound beach. 

The kids frolicked and fought,

Chased each other around, 

While we remained lost in wonder,

And watched the clouds above smile down at us.

It was with a heavy heart 

And dragging steps

That we finally boarded 

Our lifeboat and rowed back.

Sailing away we bid adieu 

To our little discovery. 

And the flying fish did a final flourish 

And bid us goodbye.