Dad

• Samantha Barr, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2004

Dad
Somewhere out there where the fish will play above the ocean it is day.Upon a small thing that floats it is a grey navy boat.Under it where the turtles lurk that is where my Dad works.

Dad works hard as he has always done working in the hot sun.If you think about a navy day will they have time to work and play?

Dad,dad upon the sea will you think of me too, as much as I miss you. I like it when you are here at home but now you are away I feel alone.When I feel as if I could cry all I do is look to the sky.
Dad dad upon the sea will you always think of me.


By Samantha Barr