My daughter is the sea, her hair
kelp and briny tangles washing
through with dirt and starfish.
I give my devotion to her, to sit
and brush her hair, untangle
the seaweed so
She can shine, all on her own.
Green emerald iridescence under
frothy waves of turmoil.
I give my life to her, to keep
the sharks at bay, protecting
her beauty from their jaws.