Sweet Dreams

When I lay in bed at night

and hear the ocean roar,

it makes me dream of treasures

washed upon the shore.

Will it be a shapely wave

and an early morning ride,

or will it be a big glass ball,

laid there by the tide.

Is it in the golden sky

where clouds reflect the ray,

or in the ocean big and blue

that sparkles thru the day.

Maybe it's in the seals

swimming in a rocky hole,

or a whale shooting off it's spout

while passing along the shoal.

You know it is all that and more

with words I can not say,

It brings me peace and happiness

that helps me on my way.