My Ocean
By Nathan N
The ocean always has a breeze
That makes me freeze
And sometimes with the wheeze
It makes me sneeze
With waves as white as the clouds
And the water as blue as the sky
It makes me want to fly
Sometimes when I’m not around
I use a shell for the sound
With the sand in my toes
Burning, brushing, blistering my feet
Running to get rid of the heat
The rock is a shield,
Black, strong, and solid
Protecting the creatures from other creatures in the water
Giving them a safe haven
“When confused I used the therapy of the ocean to calm my motion”.
When in doubt I give the ocean a shout.