Going With the Flow

Going With the Flow

Day 9 of 30 Days of Poetry

Waves crash into a solid rock, spraying high
The timeless rock stands guard
Against the passing years,
A friend we always see
Unchanged through ageing eyes.

My parents knew this rock
Forebears of theirs did too,
But I will break that chain.

I vow no child of mine
Will moor their life and ride
At anchor till their end.

My child will know the sea
And learn to float and swim:
Let the tidal current flow
And take them where it will.