The merry, morning sun strewed confetti of dazzle, an innocent invite to all.
The dance of the host, the dazzling ocean, put the guests in a trance.
Attired in the most bewitching blue finery, the grand being vocalised in dulcet tones.
With baskets of scrumptious goods and picnic mats, the humans descended on the velvety, golden bed.
The taste of the air inebriated the folks,
letting the sun tattoo their skins.
While sneaky seagulls dived into their foods.
Clouds smoked and lounged their time away.
Infants arrived, heavily armoured, to build new headquarters of their empire.
And ickle crabs and turtles played tag with their host.

Sometimes nature throws the loudest party. You just need to look out for them.