♥♪★ Bella's Poems ★♪♥

Floating in my Sleep

The thunderstorm was growing loud

When a captain made a whistling sound

"Everybody in this boat,

be sure you know how to float."

For the sea was going gray,

A shark was waiting for its prey

A whistling wind drew me out of my bed

When a shark almost bit my head

I opened my eyes near the seashell bed

I breathe a sigh

And closed my eye

And found myself in bed

*dedicated to a cousin*