What we call sea
Is where oceans home

To many species
Some unknown

Though pollution may
Be too real

The ocean still
Has its appeal

In all its splendor
Though not crystal clear

The ocean holds
What’s near and dear

To the heart
To the soul

To the breaking waves
Topped with foam

Fairy tales and stories wrote
Of pirates who had famous quotes

Sharks, and whales, fish, and boats
Things that sink, and things afloat

And although we’re not alone
It’s not far fetched
To call ocean home