When the Ocean Came To the Woods

It was a regular Wednesday, nothing extraordinary about it Until two thirty-nine, when the ocean came to the woods. The ocean had never visited us before we did not know what to make of it tropical fish were all about now not in our brook or our stream but in our air, lively moving about showing off their colors It was an amazing time Our human ran to touch them There was an invisible barrier but for about six hours, we oaks got to see the ocean and what she has to offer it was a memory we will never forget