I left at the seaside

I love to stay at the seaside
With fresh air from a low tide
As I hear the whisper of ocean
My burdens are lightened behind

While walking on the seashore
I saw those beautiful creature
The shell, the starfish, and the sand
Are things I pick in hand

The cold winds are here to comfort
When my heart seems fall apart
The blue skies refreshes my mind
As I'm struggling and in vain

This seaside is my best friend
And I will be here till the end
If i have to choose where to die
I would tell them: "I would left at the seaside"