Turtle's Persevering Trek
On a moonlit beach, where waves softly sigh, Tiffy the Turtle hatched under the sky. Her siblings all dashed to the sea with a splash, But Tiffy was slow— oh, what a clash! The ocean called sweet, with its salty blue song, But predators lurked, and the trek felt so long. "Persevere, little one," her mama did say, "One step at a time— you will find your way."
The hatchlings hurried, flippers a-flap, Crabs nipped and gulls swooped— what a snap! Tiffy inched steady, shell low to the sand, Dodging the dangers with a calm, quiet stand. A wave lapped close, then pulled back with a roar, "I'm too slow!" she fretted, right down to her core. But perseverance whispered, soft as the tide, "Keep on, steady heart— you have waves on your side."
A shadow loomed large, a gull's beak so sharp, Tiffy tucked in her head— thump, right in the dark. The bird pecked and prodded, but her shell held the fight, Perseverance her armor, through the perilous night. When the bird flew away, she poked out once more, A little bit closer to the ocean's shore. Friends cheered from afar, "You're brave, Tiffy dear— Slow and steady wins, year after year!"
A dune rose before her, steep as a wall, Flippers slipped back— oh, what a fall! She tumbled a bit, sand in her eyes, But up she climbed slow, under starry skies. "Give up?" the wind seemed to huff in her ear, But Tiffy pressed on, without any fear. Perseverance like flippers, one push after push, Turns mountains to molehills— in a quiet hush.
Crabs scuttled in circles, with claws clicking near, Tiffy froze still, heart pounding with fear. They poked and they prodded, but she didn't flee, Waiting them out— patient as can be. When they wandered away, bored with the game, She inched forward again, whispering her name. "Persevere through the pinch, the poke and the plight— Steady. Steady. Into the night."
The sea sang a welcome, foam kissing the shore, Tiffy felt closer than ever before. One last sandy stretch, with shells sharp and bright, She trudged through the sand, into the soft night. Mama watched from the waves, eyes full of pride, "You're almost there— let your heart be your guide." Perseverance pulled her, flipper by flip, To the edge of the world— what a triumphant trip!
With a final heave, she slid down to the foam, The ocean embraced her, calling her home. Waves rocked her gentle, siblings swam near, "You did it, Tiffy— through peril and fear!" She floated with joy, shell bobbing so light, Perseverance her paddle, into the blue night. "Slow may be steady, but steady's the key— To oceans of wonder, for you and for me."
In the deep blue below, with corals agleam, Tiffy explored reefs, living her dream. She told her tale to the fish with a cry, "Persevere through the sand, and you'll touch the sky. It's not in the speed or the size of your stride— But heart that holds on, with nothing to hide." The sea whispered back, in bubbles so fine, "Steady perseverance— the ultimate shine."
As currents carried her home to the nest, Tiffy dreamed deep of her next persevering quest. More beaches to brave, more treks to endure— A turtle who persists, forever secure!