The Sounds of Hawaii
I hear a roar – I hear a thundery roar. Alas! It must be the rising surf.
I hear a moo – I hear a wailing moo. Alas! It must be the paining calf.
I hear a quack – I hear a lulling quack. Oh, it must be the learning lad.
I hear a sniff – I hear a sorry sniff. Oh, it must be another day with the board.
Specks of sand, clicks of glass and the warmth of wintry sun.
Schools of fish, slicks of wish and the wealth of island fun.
Rows of boats, docks of oars and the smell of promising tan.
Burrows of castles, flocks of children, bring out a sound, only Hawaii can.