Naturally So

Like a sunfish swimming shimmering seas
She’s the queen of blue coral strewn seas,
Singing atop these watery rocks with glee.

Large waves crash on her tail, so she does cry
Out, while seagulls quail high in clouds, they too cry,
Such a scene brings no ease as cormorants fly.

In spite of stormy days she climbs again
As these stony cays she finds once again,
The same on seafront or lakes to contend.