Saying Goodbye To The Sea Poem by Not Long Left

looking out,
yet looking in,
a million tinkerbells,
sparkling
singing sweetly,
in the frosty fresh sea air, .
moon manages the waves,
moon manages my mind,
sand,
endless grains,
of weathered rock,
seep through my fingers,
a yellow rainfall of time.
somewhere,
not to far away,
a chorus of hot faced laughter,
shatters the peace,
of the beach,
slowly,
slowly
i rise,
look to the skies,
and sigh.