ROAR 
BY FIONA CUMMINGS 
The distant roar 
The grain of sand 
I want to hold your hand 
I need you to walk through the door 
I put a shell to my ear 
It’s your voice I can hear 
Your laughter blows in the wind 
Your smile is in the sun
You’re free to run 
In pastures green 
My darling Princess will become a queen
I look to the ocean 
For a second it’s an evil potion 
I remember the emotion 
Knock to my world 
My little girl 
Hair of gold 
Words in a swirl 
They said you had gone 
Couldn’t carry on 
Your heart stopped in fright 
On that cold January night 
In shock 
My insides did lock 
Words said to me I wanted to block
You weren’t coming back to me
A life full of misery 
How could I go on?
Looking at still water
So green and calm 
How could that have taken my daughter? 
And why?
I look to the sky
I need answers 
Always the chancer 
Never played safe 
Why did you go out that night?
“Stay in where it’s warm?”
But you were a free spirit 
If you had stayed just for one more minute?
 Would that have saved
you?
Ocean so blue 
These words are true 
You took my baby 
Into your night so navy 
A salted mermaid 
It’s you I hate
 How long do I wait 
To hear your explanation 
Where is my daughter’s destination?
My heart is in threads 
My darling child is dead 
Because of you
This view 
In front of me 
They call it the sea
It’s the devil to me 
Nothing good about it
Here I sit 
Upon a rock 
Bitter blades bruise my gaze 
In the foggy haze 
I pray 
My daughter will return one day
This will have all been a nightmare 
Yes, I see her now, she’s there 
The salt bites at my lips 
My feet in the icy water dips 
I put out my arms to touch her
But I’m pulled back by her father 
He holds me we breakdown 
We fall to the ground 
Don’t care who is around 
They know us
They fuss 
Try to help
But among the kelp 
Is footprints 
I hope my princess meets with her Prince
Fiona Cummings © 
For the family of 
Caitlin Ruddy 
R.I.P little girl.
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