seven seas

in every sea
your father has
dipped
his feet, floated
under suns
a half world
away.
he can point
to any blue
on the spinning
globe
and say, there,
I've been
there to swim,
to float upon
the salts and touch
the sand
of that sea.
his eye grow
soft,
as he remembers
as yours will
when you remember
this.