A poem by my daughter called Piper
Writing poetry is one of my daughter's creative outlets; it's a little sporadic, but she's still young (she's in junior high). However, I assured her that I would make any work that she put time and effort into public.
I promised her that any earnings from this Medium story would be entirely hers and added to her pocket money as a reward (and to inspire her business spirit).
Enjoy.
Piper
Piper ventures out to sea by herself.
Leaving with foamy waves for the ocean,
Seafoam blue waves are below,
Piper discovers something that was concealed.
The tide used to scare Piper.
She would retreat to the beach to conceal herself.
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