The fluid liquid has fame allover the worldIt will never hide and never stayhurled
Nile, the Bermuda,the dark Dead SeaIt never has costs, it popularityis always freeThough its shape will never be
An elder, wider form of water isknown as an oceanThe Atlantic runs by America ina swift, zipping motionIndian waves howl up uponAsia, Europe and AfricaThe Arctic rubs with cold flakyice, top and below of AntarcticaPacific splatters at 3 continentsand smooth as lotion!
Not only does water stay thereIt has its own cycle, that allwater sharesThe sun heats up aqua whichthen floats up to the skyWhere it all hugs each othertight, cold weather comes byToo heavy to stand, they comedown to earthRain, hail, snow or sleetFor us to bare, with our poor 2feet
When the wet steam comesdown, better known as rainWe all sigh when our heartsthrob with painOur ears deafen up to all thehonks we hearWe rush to our safe places as astorm comes nearTrailing off with prints from ourpair of wet shoes