It’s hard to decipher, when staring through glass
who is eyeing whom, is it me or the….bass?
And what happened to treasures left to rot
surely they held such dreams when first bought?
And if reincarnation is part of the deal,
where do I sign up to return as a seal?
I’d make friends with the whales, and play in the sea
wave at all the people, like this one did with me.
(Hope you enjoyed this ditty, brought to you via the inspiration of Cee at Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Week 2 – truck, mural, octopus, whale, blue, etc.)