A soft yellow hue tints the sky

The waves crash peacefully on the wet hard sand

Grainy with pebbles and seashells

The sky is a canvas of pink clouds

And the soft color of baby blue

Like the hats at the hospitals

They give to newborn babies

It peeks out over the horizon

Its bright orange head begins to rise

Higher into the sky

Illuminating the soft world

As if a light bulb is being switched on

In the morning

The sky turns brighter

Like the faces of kindergarteners

On the first day of school

The sun shines down on the ground

Heating the sand and bringing

Warmth down to earth

The waves crash violently on the sand

But I laugh with joy

Its rays reach down to touch my skin

And I feel happy

Free and ready to take on the world

The way a mother feels

When she holds her child for the first time.

The sun begins to set

Over the bay

The calm, cool ripples of water

Splash my feet as I watch them go

The sky is a deep red

And the clouds are filled with

The fading orange rays

The sun has a final moment

On the horizon

Waving goodbye as it begins to descend

Like an old person squeezing your hand

For the last time.