The Sea Poem by Chantal Lammerts

The sea is shy,
Is she tough, or is that a lie?
But when she has a brave day,
She’d come closer and say,
That she likes you and needs a friend,
And then the time comes when she will send,
Her tiny drops away again,
Out of reach for men and women,
She hides, but comes back with huge attacks,
Angry because of the friendship she lacks,
A wave could crush us all,
Make us fly and fall,
But it could also wash all our worries away,
We would not yell nor bay,
Because it had helped us with our troubles,
It had burst our angry bubbles,
So is the sea our friend or enemy?
Or something in between that we cannot see?
Can we trust her with our lives,
Or will she stab our backs with a thousand knifes,
Maybe we should just live aside her in peace,
And then all our struggles will finally cease.

A/N: my father told me to write a poem about something like the sea... well here you go! (happy?) haha, no, I hope you like it! ciaowa! chantal