Four windmills standing tall, On the seaside, above it all. Spinning sails, with rhythmic grace, Harnessing winds, in their peaceful space. Above the waves, their arms outspread, As the sea below them, whispers and fades. Four windmills, guardians of the shore, A symbol of harmony, forevermore. Their silence speaks, a calming sound, As tourists gather, all around. These four windmills, a sight to see, Standing proud, forever free. Copyright ©  2023 -  Naya Nomikou