"M is for Maud who was swept out to sea"
It just to be a normal trip with family, just something for them to be bonding time together, got to mean something to the end. Maud only wanted one thing, just to be with her family, and enjoyed the salty sea air, riding along the waves. The storm though, it was a calming, that no one saw coming. So harsh it was, coming in hard and a beast to tear the boat apart.
Screams filled the open sky, as the storm rages on, muffle those screams were. No one could be saved, if they were far away from help, there was no chance for those trying to live. Maud, trying as she could, staying, trying to at best afloat, finding something to stay above the sea that first, was a kind gentle mass; now by a switch of weather, was nothing; more than a cold and soulless murder.
A murder that would never be rite by their wrong, so sad that song plays for most, but what is more sad, is how easy most just let it play out that way. Not even bother in making this a little different. Maud could have been saved, she could have, and her screams for help would be heard.
If the savors tried more, even just enough, to reach out a hand to her, in ways of saying they did what they could. But no, in life, nature is uncalled for, reminds much with other deaths, this death is no different, a bystander like any other.
Who might not even be remember years later, even if her family made it, out of grief and life, they'll let her go. Nothing else to it, a matter that is out of one's hand, the ending results are likely the same. Maud was a life, which could have grown up, and is something, but now, nature took it all away.
Never again, of how it goes, another life gone, just like that.