by Robert Guphito

Created on: March 19, 2009

captain...far on the high seas
he relies on the boat
sorrow in the sea, crying with the wind
why do not you call me to share grief, captain?
seaside is still empty, I count the boats will start when you come
fact, until the sun is sinking, you do not arrive
where are you captain?
your wife has prepared your favorite corn soup, you must be greedy when you eat
the morning, why do you kiss me three times with a view of empty

oh, dad.... are you the first victims of the tsunami?
I second course, now I am sinking...do you also?
have been missed .... why I can not count the boats

dad, you are my captain!
mama, I love your corn soup!

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