By the Sea

Palm trees sway
coconuts dance
beads of water
on the glass

soft waves move
towards the sand

a box jellyfish
washes up
on the shore

when we were young
there were so many shells
and the jellyfish were many

when we were young
it was only a nightmare
to see what would come

sadness sets in
shells replaced with rubbish
no box jellyfish, only dead crabs

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