Daughter of the sea

            Daughter of the Sea Whispering wind though the ages Crushing his heart with cruel determination His eyes lay upon hands of old As the emptiness began to fill his soul  Try as he may He could not fill the void  Of the lost love of yesterday That which looms in dismay  Hair of gold and skin as ivory Eyes as sapphires and checks of strawberries A voice as lovely as a harp of an angel A lost father’s treasure of all the ages  As she stood upon the cliffOver looking the worldHer Tears began to emergeDeep from withinRolling down from her faceThey flowed with such force Like a river untamedA wave like no other Memories of yesterday came rushing within Deep in her mind, where her father had beenA man of compassion and honor was heFilled with love and admiration Who sailed the high sea He left so long ago To fight a war so far awayNo letters received Which to confirm his fateJust the years of agony of Wondering what might of took placeThe pain and toil had took their tollRendering a child without hope for tomorrow  Her mind in fixation, Her heart pounding madSearching for something She once had Holding her hands out,As if to flyWondering “Oh why must he had to die” She flew from the cliff Unto the sea down belowHer heart rendered to itAs it took her within Away in the distance A ship came into sight With its sails set high For his daughters delight  Her father was at home to where He knew he should be With men worn and tired And their hearts filled with joyFor battle was over and Finally set free.  Now standing upon the cliff Where his daughter once stood A father cries out deep within his soul For the years that have past That he could not see, For his little lone Angel Lost to the sea                           By: Wayne Allen Wadsworth