ocean

The Ocean
                            I sit on a patch over looking the ocean
                                    my body quivers like it full of emotion

                          the air is pure as the waves hit the rocks
as people take pictures while they take a walk on the docks

the sun glows a picture on top of the water
                                it feels like its giving out a whole lot of power

the sky turns dim as the wind dies down
the water stops moving  as the sun goes down

night time is upon me it's time for me to go
tomrrow will be another day to watch a brand new show
  

This poem is about: 
My family

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