Daughter, what do you see?
Father when you look at the sky what do you see?
Clouds forming a storm about to be
Daughter when you look above
What comes to mind, what do you love?
When I look to the horizon
I hope for the sun
Smell sea salt
Viewing gulls on the run
I reminisce dawn’s reflection in your eyes
Worrying about the storms
You see on the rise
Don’t concern yourself
Of calamities out at sea
Follow God’s path
On whom you are meant to be
Concern yourself not
About this old man’s musings
My weather-worn mind
Too often unsure, thoughts confusing
Fires once-raging
Daughter you know to tell
Dwell on imagination’s embers
So vast is the well
Dad, I travel the path
You and mother prepared for me
Hopeful the journeys
That wait beyond the sea
Promise me Father
Set your mind at rest
God hardens my steel
When life’s crucible begins to test
I know about storms
The sun rises and sets
Ship preparing to sail
Nets meant to cast
I embark with the memory
Of the spark in your eyes
Mending broken hearts
Leaning on the courage you provide
I ask again daughter
What do you see
I see adventure, hope and challenge
On the course set before me
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