I love the ocean,
Not much to see.
But far far away,
From the city, that’s me.
Blue and gray,
It suits me ok.
Some like the sky,
I’m not sure why.
Wind and rain,
Brings me pain.
The water is cold,
Don’t touch it, I’m told.
Where are the lights?
I’m starting to crack.
Shades of green?
I need to go back.
Before I get mean.