Secret beach

Golden sand
Shells in my hand
Deep see
Come with me
Foamy waves
I can almost hear the whales
Cool breeze
No worries, please!
Seagulls flying
Keep trying
Hidden treasures
My life is all that matters
Bare feet
You are so sweet
Golden silence
Freedom is my guidance.

_{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}

_{^{Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz}}