I am the prancing waves that play all day,
I am the roaring water lion that runs across the storm,
I am the magical mysterious crash that trickles down your spine,
I am like dancing divers curling and twirling,
I am the one that crashes the rock and makes the sand,
I am the one that’s the hero, that lifts you from your bed,
I jump up high to reach the sky and pull down all those stars,
But when I am calm and joyful I have secrets in my bed,
My underwater wonder is another magic world,
My vast turquoise blanket sends the sea creatures to bed
For I am the ocean with secrets in my head.
by Mirabel Troughton (8)
Competition - Poetry Detectives
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