Rocky Waves

I look down at the ocean,
Admiring the rocky waves.
I clear my mind of the commotion,
And look ahead in a gaze.
The ocean tides pull in,
With roaring lions as the sound.
The wetness on my skin,
Gives a fear that I would drown.
There are animals everywhere you look,
As if the scenery was a book.
The sun came down and the water was dry,
I wave at the ocean. Good bye. good bye.