At dawn’s day, at half moon’s bay there is a sense of wonder and array.

The ocean so clear, and inviting in every way. Waves that slam against the rocks, at noon day.

The water bends from the wind abound. Bluest of blue skies all around.

The day ends and the moon’s time begins. Some star's are the first to glimmer, crowned.

Some star’s seem heaven bound. It’s a night filled with wonders that surround.

The mystery of what might lurk in the dark. Time best spent, with the heart.

At half moon’s bay, dawn begins a new day.