Also from the pen of my Daughter - a poem

Falling
Blinded by the seeing light
Innocent of charm
Enveloped in constant night
Times seventh arm
In the eye of the storm I live
A constant of distant disaster
A reason for my life spontaneity and chaos gives
For life I’ll never master
I leap through the endless night
As in the blue full moon takes flight
For what comes I already know
I will end up swimming -still
Deep beneath cold snow
Though the end of my life shan’t come
For none the feeling of high tides low
Blinded beneath cold white
Yet why I’ll never know
Blinded by the seeing light
Innocent of charm
Enveloped in constant night
Times seventh arm
In the eye of the storm I live
A constant of distant disaster
A reason for my life spontaneity and chaos gives
For life I’ll never master
I leap through the endless night
As in the blue full moon takes flight
For what comes I already know
I will end up swimming -still
Deep beneath cold snow
Though the end of my life shan’t come
For none the feeling of high tides low
Blinded beneath cold white
Yet why I’ll never know