annisa larasati

A Brand New Shore - Susan Roman

Nothing beats a brand new shore
streaming into view.
After weeks upon the waves
the thrill of someone new.
All the riches of the world
can't compare to thee
golden sand and silver clouds
and fragrant island breeze.
What will I discover next,
it's all a mystery,
different every day.
There's so much to do and learn
and touch and hear and see,
just a step away.
It has no trunk.
It has no tail.
It's not a fish.
It's not a whale.
It has no feathers I can see.
I have to say it looks like me.
It must be bad.
It can't be good.
Let's run and hide.
I think we should!
Just close your eyes,
it goes away.
This doesn't happen every day.
Feeling the excitement grow,
every single stride
Sun above and
earth BELOW!