Pale legs from winters past beg for sunlight.
Pretty dresses twirl like waltzing flowers.
Petals litter the freshly thawed midnight.
Soon to be, baby birds chirping for hours.

Sand warms our bare feet after winters end.
Pale pastel colors from left to right,
They dance around and on the canvas blend.
The colossal star exudes her rays bright.

The echo of the flowing waters soothe.
We lay on her warm back soaking the rays.
Ocean rocks are beaten very smooth.
We cannot hide from her fiery blaze.

Now our pale skin can finally tan.
Through the amusement parks she loves they ran.