The Sea, The Sea
by Greg Zemlansky
The sea, the sea, where the winds
blow wild and free;
where you can listen to the
singing sea.
The sea, the sea, the glorious
mighty sea;
that stretches as far as the
eye can see.
The sea, the sea, at times gentle
and at peace;
other times as furious as a wild
untamed beast.
The sea, the sea, where seagulls
drift across the blue;
spotty clouds spread a soft white
kind of view.
The sea, the sea, where wet sand
glistens in the sun;
seashells are gathered by the
handful one by one.
The sea, the sea, its natural
rich beauty for all to see;
gaze in awe and wonder how
powerful the mighty sea can
be!
