I Hear the Sea

I hear the Sea waves crashing
on the rocks at an Ocean shore,
recalling memories of vacations past
and a desire to return once more.
I can taste the salty, sweetness
in the breeze, coming from the Sea;
yet I long for another trip
to Cannon Beach, for you and me.
Hearing the plaintive cries;
Seagulls in the swirling air,
rekindles my thoughts, of our trips,
when we were young and debonair.