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Daughter what do you see?

 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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