Apr 29, 2022

Only sand between toes stays

Sea and coast are places l journey to,  then can digest sights. Listen to the sound of nature.

Perhaps walk up hill, across sand dunes paddle in the cold sea.

Recall conversation, holiday, break away times when young family members enjoyed the building of sandcastle.

Estuary, mud flats,tide long way out.

Danger off tide times, cliff top walks, Caves, fantastic find in Rock pools.

Day ends. Soul music plays perhaps only in your head.

Warmth disappeared, cool chilly wind arrived.

Softly return to  face the travel home.

Back to TV, toast ,and cup of tea.

Pleasant day comes to close, memories are stored in the mind.

Only Sand between your toes . . . stays.

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"