SHARKS
There’s commotion in the ocean,
When sharks are all about.
Little fish go to and fro
Darting all about.
They try to hide inside the reef,
And in rock caverns too.
But the sharks do not go hungry.
They always catch a few.
SHARKS
There’s commotion in the ocean,
When sharks are all about.
Little fish go to and fro
Darting all about.
They try to hide inside the reef,
And in rock caverns too.
But the sharks do not go hungry.
They always catch a few.
I like the way this poem briefly encapsulates what must frequently happen unseen beneath the waves.