Home is where your hair gets salty


Home is where the ocean sings, 

Warm sun, cool breeze, and other things. 

Maybe I’m just making it up, 

Cold winters get very tough. 

But by the time summer rolls around, 

My whole world is turned upside down. 

My truest friends are at the shore, 

I don’t think I could ask for anything more. 

We all share a passion for the ocean, 

A family brought together by waves in motion. 

It goes by in the blink of an eye, 

Summer, summer, please don’t fly by! 

Because when I’m there on the beach, 

And the warm sand covers my feet. 

I feel at home, I feel so lucky. 

That everyday, my hair gets salty

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