Sea Breeze

I close my eyes and picture me at sea,

I watch the seagull fly around the ship.

I see the waves crash up against the bow.

And then thought of how God made it all up.

He must have wanted me to have some gills

Then later thought of all the air down here.

And thought how he could make me lungs to breath.

And set this creation of man on land.

Oh what it would be like to have some gills.

But for now, I shall stay where I belong.