Wednesday, December 16, 1992

Aquarium Fish

My life is like that of
an aquarium fish
Trapped, in a tank, with no
way to get out on my own
Feeling the need to explore the
vast oceans, just out of reach
I'm always swimming around
and around in circles
All the people I meet are just
like aquarium fish too
Some are bright and lively, and
some are dark and dull

Thursday, December 10, 1992

Daddy's Girl

I remember sitting at the front
of the boat
peering down into the dark
cloudy water
looking for some lost treasure
that only a six year old would enjoy
You were sitting in the back
fishing pole in hand
Constantly telling me to be quiet
not to rock the boat
The whole day went by
it's just a blur in my memory now
But I remember how much
fun I had
Just to have you to myself
for a day

Sunday, November 22, 1992

Dad

The sand felt so warm under my
feet. I played on the little island
while you fished, lost in and
imaginary world.
Soon you decide that it’s time to
move on. We climb back in the
boat and float for hours. At
the time I thought it was
boring, but now I’d do anything to
do that again.
The last few years I’ve been so
mean and selfish, I pushed everyone
away, including you, who use to
be so close.
I know I use to say that it bored
me, and sometimes it did, but
I loved being with you, and
I’d do anything to have that back, Dad.