Moody like the sea
There are times when I’m calm and peaceful; relaxed and well at ease.
So perfectly contented my eyelids droop; with sleep, they tease
At other times I’m frantic, frenzied, prickly as a pear
Boisterous, ranting, raving like a savage, or a bear
I find I’m like the ocean, yes, I’m moody like the sea.
And yet I know to soothe my soul, there’s no place I’d rather be.
By: Lisa