The Sea

• Helena Hurworth, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2018

It roars like a mighty thunder
In all its splendour and wonder,
Nothing to see,
Yet so my beauty,
As the world dangers,
It makes no changes,
As I look around
It makes no sound,
For man a strange encounter,
But not for a white pointer,
Many a word I utter to speak,
From a blazing word or fiery beak,
The sea is my home
But not my own,
For what God has given me,
The everlasting SEA!