Gentle Ocean

The waves splashing on the shore just like sea in galore, all the space left between, in the ocean never to be seen. Sea stars move like colorful snails, the turtles swims in the hail, as the sky turns murky gray the ocean sees a different way. Night falls as day goes, leaving the water silent as woe, finding shelter, finding food, the ocean seems fragile to As day comes it brightens, leaving things out of frighten, lying on the sun so slow, night disovves as day beems.