Rest, Daddy, Rest
Oh, Ocean, oh Ocean,
you call out unto me
You hold life and take
life. Like you took my daddy.
I knew he loved you, then
as I know he loves you now,
as he sleeps there - his soul
buried underneath your sea.
In life you beckoned him,
called him to his watery
grave, and there he lies
gently caressed by the
waves that enthralled him
when he breathed.
Oh yes, I know- I swore I heard him call to me
from some dark eerie place, and sometimes
late at night, I can hear his voice
echoing deep and gurgly like, from his
swallowing of your sea.
I mistakenly thought that it was he who
tempted me to follow him, to come to you and he.
I loved my father during his life. Oh, yes, I love
him still and no matter what I do, I know I always
Oh, ocean, oh ocean, maybe you took
him a little bit early and didn't let
him live as long as he expected,
you see. But, you have him now,
so quit calling me. Quit
Oh, ocean, Oh ocean, it was so
close you know as I intrepidly swam
further and further from the shore with
your greedy waves reaching out for me.
Because you knew that without my daddy,
I didn't want to live anymore.
I could hear my daddy call, as your
waves pulled me deeper into your
Further and further I swam until I was
fatigued, silently, rocking in your waves
But, suddenly and quite alarmed I turned around and swam with exhausted arms,
valiantly trying to get closer to the shore
Oh ocean, oh Ocean,
I knew in that almost last
breath that my daddy was dead, and as your
cold waves reared their gigantic heads,
I gulped your salty water and
struggled with my all my might, until I stood
with your waves at my waist and your ugly
seaweed hanging on to my weak and trembling thighs
I shivered and shook as I waded to the shore
And upward high I raised my eyes to the almighty in the sky.
Thank you Lord for sending me back here still alive,
and I am sorry for all the rotten things I called you yesterday.
You see, Lord, my daddy was my daddy, and I
wasn't ready to let him die.
Oh no Lord, I am sorry
for the profanities that I spoke upon your name.
Please let me beg your forgiveness as I hang my head in shame.
For you must have had your reasons Lord to take my daddy away,
And you must have had your reasons to give me strength upon this day.
Oh Ocean Oh ocean
yes, that was mighty close, but you see
my daddy is dead and he doesn't need
I have the heavenly father who I had really never known.
But when out at sea only seconds from death
he called and comforted me.
So Ocean so Ocean, the beach is sweet and my pain is real and my life you tried to steal. And, I know that it is the kind of pain that only time can heal.
So I am walking out of here my heart pumping hard and strong
No, no, ocean I decided not to come along.
So Ocean, you treacherous
watery grave, my daddy is happy
underneath your sea. And, though
I look out upon you, admiring all your
beauty. You got my daddy, but you
will never get me.
No, Ocean, dear Ocean you almost had your
chance, but now my ears are closed to you
and all your whispery calls.
Fate almost caught up with me that cold
and cheerless day in the fall.
Oh yes, I know I shall someday die,
as that is life's mysterious way
But never by the sea. Never by the sea.
Oh, Ocean, Oh Ocean
underneath your sea,
you may have gotten
my daddy but you will
never get me.
Goodbye, daddy. I know you know, that
where ever I may go, that in my heart, you will always be
So, sleep peacefully daddy, cradled by the sea.
And get your rest daddy, from those nights you waited at the door. Because best of all, you
don't have to wait up and worry about me anymore.
I love you daddy.
Teresa King -