“Surrounded by water, what could be better?” Gun Roswell

Archipelago 

What, do you see?
Rock, and the eternal sea?
Or something else?
A dream?

Harsh life on an island
Nothing to keep you smiling
No grass, no trees
Blues, greys as far as you can see

Maybe so,
But before you step in that dingy and row
There is much more than sorrow
If you can let some time borrow

The nature wild and rough
Most of it still untouched
The wildlife may wary
Hope you wont get scary

Of birds a flocking
Especially when you’re cooking
And then plentiful sun
Under that surely some fun

But remember the changing weather
Better buckle up with a tether
When the cool storms hit
Then you really are up for shit!