In a static caravan near the sea, We live close to the elemental weather, The wind and waves, they sing a melody.

With salt-kissed air and misty spray, We find peace in this elemental way, And watch the world from our windows, together.

The seasons come and go, yet we remain, In this home where the elements reign, And every storm is like a symphony played.

We bask in the warmth of summer's glow, And huddle close as winter winds do blow, But in this close-knit life, we find serenity.

For in this static caravan life, We are one with the elements, free from strife, And find comfort in their timeless energy.

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