Daughter

   

I see the father and daughter walking on the beach.
In the blissful evening when the sun sets on the horizon.
He holds her firmly even in those weak waves.
He looks in her eyes as he is looking at the infinite skies.
He loves her smile and her small cries.
She's like a sweet melody of his life.
She's the dearest face of his life.
They laugh out loud at something I didn't know.
May be it's the secret of relation they hold.