last night's sentiments..

push the tide away from shore
block the foam and waves some more
climb the wall and scout the coast
on the shore there's fish to roast
flowers falling from the trees
drifting off into the seas
carried away by the tides
minnows swimming by their side
plonk goes the bobber on the line
fishermen sitting by the sides of ther boats
waiting to fight the fish
such is the light on the dial
as the waves rock by tilting us softly
and life goes on under the sea