Sea Otter

Letting go of their paws drifting away from one and another

Swooping under the water, holding their breath

Trembling on the sand, diving in the salt water

Resting on the waves, the food they crave

Snails thriving to survive, trying to be in disguise

Their water-repellent fur to keep the sea otter heated

 holding their breath for five minutes straight, 

When they've caught their prey the the day comes to an end