Roaring Forties
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The ocean roars and waves do crash,
Endless blue, horizon smash,
A symphony of power and might.
A wonderland that's out of sight.
Sea foam dances, seagulls cry,
Seashells scattered, treasures lie,
Beneath a sun that's shining bright.
The ocean's beauty fills my sight.
But danger lurks in depths below,
The ocean's mystery, we'll never know,
Where creatures great and small take flight.
An endless journey, day and night.
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2023
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