To Mom & Dad by Joanna Southcott

You are the rock in the water, and I am the little seashell, or maybe a crab, or a fish

you have weathered many storms, stood the test of time 

provided solace, comfort, and stability

one day I will be a rock in the water maybe for some seashells or crabs or fish and the rock will 

still be there

when the current drags me out and the ocean gets rough, I look up to the sky and wonder if I’ll 

make it out this time

the rock will still be there

one day, the rock will have weathered its storms

the ocean will meet the sky and welcome you home everything will calm,

the sky will tell me it’s okay I will make it out,

the rock will still be there