The Ocean Poem by Celina Alegria

The Ocean



The ocean is like a puppy,
Panting and rolling,
Disorderly and busy along the horizon,
Then, running away from the scorching sun.
It throws itself upon the shore with a crash,
Tired and thirsty from so long a play,
and laps gently at the clean white sands

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