Forgotten Tide

The busy Moon forgot about the Tide. She left it out all day upon the sand. And when it found itself alone topside, there mischief was immediately at hand. It washed the muddy Rocks until they shone, then dragged in trash to mess them up again, it chilled the chubby babies to the bone and tugged their pudgy feet to pull them in. It rearranged the peaceful ocean floor and wrapped the kelp into a tangled wreath, then turned up all the driftwood on the shore and tickled every creature underneath. It tricked the Fishermen it came across by pulling at the lines they'd cast about, took cages that it saw the Trappers toss and let the little Crabs and Lobsters out. It fooled with every Fish that floated by, it sprayed the Seagulls when they flew too near, it pooled in spots it KNEW the Sun liked dry and played with all the boats along the pier. It sueezed the baby Squid until they laughed then painted funny pictures with their ink and after it had taught them all this craft, it swirled away like water down a sink. It called to Clouds that hung around the sky and asked to meet them halfway in between then teased them until they began to cry but just to make it rain, not to be mean... The Tide adored its mischief and it would have gleefully continued on its spree but for the Moon, who for the greater good, came up at last and let it out to sea!