Whose sea is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite happy though. Full of joy like a vivid rainbow, I watch him cry hello, but there is no response
He gives his sea a shake. The rocks laugh until their belly’s ache. The only other sound's the break, of distant waves and birds awake.
The sea is beautiful, astonishing and deep, but he has promises to keep, after cake and lots of sleep. Sweet dreams come to him cheap.
Written by Nik Sumonja
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