She suckled me at birth,

She nurtured me while growing,

She taught me right from wrong,

Everything in my head is from her knowing…

Blue are my eyes, like that of my mom, the ocean,

Ran on mom’s beaches when young without lotion,

Swam in her waters till I looked like a prune,

Played all sorts of games in and amongst her dunes…

Rode on a surfboard her biggest waves,

Learned from her how to in her behave,

She used to say, “My blue waters are not a toilet,”

Human fluids are just so much pollution,

Still after all these years, to keep her clean,

Man & “mom ocean” have not come up with a solution…

© ed J 8/27/08