Our Ocean

The clear water crashes,

I am lying in the warmth of the sun,

as a whale jumps and splashes,

the sea can be so much fun.

The glistening golden sand,

soft and creamy,

falling through my hand,

my idea of dreamy.

I climb the rocks,

slippery and mossy,

shells get stuck to my socks,  

it’s all glossy.

I see lots of fish,

nibbling on my toes,

trying not to squish,

as I rub my nose.

Having lots of fun,

Playing games with my friends,

Sitting in the sun,

Before the day ends.