Analysis of White Sand

I dreamed of white sand and sky so blue,
I swear you could reach up and grab a
mouth full. The clouds were all puffy too.
The air was warm and inviting, the water
was crystal and pure. The tropics of
green foliage in the back drop just added
the right touch for just being there.
Wet sand covered my feet as I wadded in.
This feeling was too perfect to say the least.
Wait just a minute, what's that I hear?
Is that my alarm clock going off at six?
I pull back the curtain and look outside, I
Knew it, it's winter outside! I pulled the
covers back over my head, just five more
minutes is all I need, I didn't finish my
backside tanning.