The satisfying sounds of the sea.

Swish! It trembles inside of me.

The screechy squawks,

when the cockatoo walks.

Squawk! It feels like it talks.

The winds howl,

they are not fowl.

The earth is as brown as deep dug soil.

If we don’t be nice, kind nor loyal,

the earth won’t live, at least not for long.

It will weaken us, we won’t be strong.

So now you know what to do,

if the elements ever find you.