sea side

At the seaside, what did I see?
Seashells resting, soft as can be.
Seaweed swaying, dancing with grace,
Footprints left in the sand, a quiet trace.
Waves come crashing with a soothing sound,
Jellyfish drifting, softly around.
Warm soft sand beneath the sun's glow,
The seaside’s beauty in the water’s flow.
In the breeze, the ocean speaks,
The seaside's magic, a world unique.