The sea turtle was buried in sand,
So I tried to help it back to the sea.
But it kept making wrong turns.
Then I awoke
To the light of a full moon
Stretching across my bed.
It was calling,
I thought,
Luring me out into the night.
So I tried to help it back to the sea.
But it kept making wrong turns.
Then I awoke
To the light of a full moon
Stretching across my bed.
It was calling,
I thought,
Luring me out into the night.
