The Deep Blue Ocean
As I lie in the grass of the rolling hills high.Clouds dance around
stars in a waltz for the sky .
Waves crash into land and as the sands drift away . The wind
sings a song as it waits for the day .
The moon with his crescent and gaping white yawn . Alerts one and
all to the coming of dawn .
Ray's of light from the Sun silhouette a sand bar. Dimly at first
but soon outshine the stars .
Basking in the warmth go the crabs and the gulls . While sandpipers
and egrets take position near the shore .
From the shore to beyond...and in a gently swaying motion .
Lies the king of the World... The deep blue ocean .
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