That Was My Holiday

That Was My Holiday by Kiana

Remember how we saw the shooting star speedily zoom through the moonlight?

Remember how I heard the rolling waves crash against the crystal white sand at night?

That was my holiday.

Remember how I felt the cold waves run through my feet?

Remember how I had that salty taste when the waves came at me?

That was my holiday.

Remember how I thought of the cold crystal waves crashing upon me?

Do you remember when this huge massive wave came and I swam with it?

That was my holiday.