I wrote the poem a while back. I came across it just now and thought I would share with you.
The cool crisp air was as salty as her tears
The waves came in, washing away the sand
from under her feet, and taking with it her dreams.
Deep shadows formed as the sun whispered goodbye.
The tears dried up slowly, yet her eyes would not smile
Deep pools of darkness equates the sadness in her eyes
It is over the night wind whispered
It is over the sea gulls cried
It is over the waves echoed
It is time to say goodbye.