The Singing Seahorse

In a deep sea cave, dark and grand, Glowed crystals, held tight in sand. Coral castles, pink and blue, Where shimmering seaweed gently grew.

A Seahorse lived, quite small and neat, Whose bubbly tunes were oh, so sweet! Not just bubbles, oh no, no, no, But songs of the sea, both high and low.

He'd hum a song of swirling tides, While tiny Fish with stripes, they hide. He'd trill a note of sunken ships, With barnacles clinging to their lips.

One day he sang, a special air, A lullaby soft, beyond compare. The Fish all yawned, their eyes grew dim, The Coral swayed, enjoying him.

The Seahorse sang, his voice so clear, Banishing worry, and calming fear. Each tiny creature, big and small, Fell fast asleep, answering the call.

Sweet dreams by ocean, deep and blue, Of dancing dolphins, me and you! The Seahorse smiled, his song complete, A lullaby ending, oh so sweet!