Your Friend, the Sea.

The sea,
Its purpose is to be
A sea.

For you to go and observe
And see

Its sundry moods
Its gentle calm
Or shaggy rage,

Sometimes, its bashful youth
The sea denudes,
Sometimes, its wise old age.

It doesn't judge
It doesn't blame,
It just exists,

In being 'it'
It always revels
And persists,

And if you feel
Your life is dull
And has no glee,

Come spend some time
Alone
Beside the grand old sea.

Absorb its greatness
And its endless scope,
And let it fill
Your life
With fresh, new hope.

While friends and lovers
May just come and go
At will,

To you, its mission
It will never fail
To fulfill.

The sea
Will always be
Your faithful friend

That doesn't lie, or nagger
Or pretend.

It understands you fully
Yes, siree!
You can rely
Upon
The friendship
Of the sea.