A Coral Dream 
in Summer's Light

At twelve, under the summer's bright,
I whisper to the waves so fair,
"We must guard these reefs, keep them in our sight."

My heart pulses with a youthful might,
Day after day, for the cause I bear.
At twelve, under the summer's bright,

Guided by the ocean, in the sun's light,
We tend to the corals with utmost care,
And I learn, "We must guard these reefs, keep them in our sight."

No creature, I think, should bear this plight,
The marine life should thrive, as the ocean's heir.
So, at twelve, under the summer's bright,

I nurture these lives, small but bright,
Spread their tale, make others aware,
"We must guard these reefs, keep them in our sight."

And I learn of resilience, of the coral's fight,
Of the power of change, when we truly dare,
That at twelve, under the summer's bright,
I say "We must guard these reefs, keep them in our sight."