To Audrey
The waves that hit upon these golden shores
Are a welcome and powerful roar
The water washes my sins so pure
And I sit here, my mind an open door
A person is no more than this
A mind in it's own abyss
Locked in a suit of bliss
When the water whisks
Hearts so full of hate
Will always debate
When you concentrate
On a simple plate
People come and go
Threaten what you know
And strike hateful blows
Leaving scars that don't show
My child how I wish
That things weren't like this
They will tear away your wits
And try to create rifts
We wrote you into our arms
We'll keep you from harm
Even after our last alarm
Our good luck charm
A promise we carry forever
We won't forget it, ever
As you find your leisure
We will give without measure
Always remember this place
Your smile and your grace
You have time for mistakes
A slip is not a final grave
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