Sea Fever

I had to recite a poem for my class in the 3rd grade and use objects to animate the metaphors in the poem. For some reason out of all the assignments, projects, essays, tests, and other memorization tasks I have always remembered this poem and will probably never forget it.  My love for the ocean is strong and this poem will always hit home for me.

"I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, 
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, 

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, 

And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. 

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide 

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; 

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, 

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. 

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, 

To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife; 

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, 

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over." - John Masefield