Debbiewrites

The waves ripple around me,
calling me in a whisper,
Into the deepest part of the ocean.
As I walk on the soft sand,
the water sweeps over my feet,
surrounding where I stand,
giving me the sweetest sensation.

Oh ocean,
why do I feel so attracted to you?
Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers?
As it causes cold shivers down my spine.
I could hear your gentle lullaby,
It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honest
Just like a refined diamond.

Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper?
Caressing waves upon the shore,
Once again you beckon me.
Why do you show yourself at my doorstep?
Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go?
Why do you call me so desperately?
I want to know, cause when the sea calls?
Who will answer?

WHEN THE SEA CALLS

Louie and Rhea were eager to go back and listen to the rest of Leslie's mermaid story. Rhea was more eager; she kept staring at the clock. When the final bell rang, she jumped up happily.

"Louie, are you ready?" She asked, packing her books into her bag.

Louie stood up and began to pack his books too. "Yes, I am. I can't wait."

"Me too. I have been curious to know if they lost the battle."

Louie smiled. "We will find out soon. Are you not going to tell Celia you are not leaving with her? She would be waiting for you."

"Your sister and her friend are here," Louie whispered, pointing at the door.

Rhea looked in the direction Louie was pointing at. By the door was Road and Celia who seemed busy with her phone.

"Hi, Rhea. Hi, Louie," Rosa waved, walking closer to them.

"Hi, Rosa. What is Celia doing on her phone?"

"I don't know," Rosa shrugged. "Celia? What are you doing?"

Time to check the seashell