The sun and sand,
And a towel in hand.
That's where I taught her,
Not to teeter or totter,
On her surf board.
In which she adored.
On it all day,
Not minding the way,
The waves hit.
Well, as long as we didn't split.
But one day that was the case,
She fell on her face.
The water so cool,
Let it be known she was no fool,
But she was tossed,
And that day she was lost.
It's been 3 years and we still haven't found,
My daughter any where around.
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Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems all written by me, they could just be were I take a word and run with it, or the mood I'm in, a story I heard, the past, the present ,or the future. No matter the content it is up to you to decide what it means.
