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First Lesson

Rating: 4.1

Lie back daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls. A dead-
man's float is face down. You will dive
and swim soon enough where this tidewater
ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe
me, when you tire on the long thrash
to your island, lie up, and survive.

As you float now, where I held you
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Crystal 03 April 2019

Takes me back to the first time my father let me go as he was teaching me how to float - the moment is still vivid in my memory.

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Darlington Chukwunyere 08 August 2011

when you're let out into the open (a child) when you're face to face with the rocky face of the times, just remember life can only favor you if you flavor it. Cheers... Edifying. A 10

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Linda Cazar 12 February 2010

When I first read this poem it was around the time our daughter was graduating from high school. The parents were encouraged to provide a dedication in the graduates year book. I think I discovered the poem in a magazine, I don't remember! However, what I do remember is how moved I was after reading the poem. I knew that this is what I wanted to express to our daughter, it seemed so appropriate. Therefore, thank you, Philip Booth, your timing was perfect for such a perfect occassion.

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Reshma Ramesh 24 September 2008

wow! ! this is too good

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