Can anyone help me write a poem about the ocean?

These wet rocks where the tide has been,

Barnacled white and weeded brown

And slimed beneath to a beautiful green,

These wet rocks where the tide went down

Will show again when the tide is high

Faint and perilous, far from shore,

No place to dream, but a place to die--

The bottom of the sea once more.

There was a child that wandered through

A giant's empty house all day--

House full of wonderful things and new,

But no fit place for a child to play.

answer: fog is black

explanation:

cause idek what ur talking about and you should learn it ur self