The Empty Sea Shore

Silently the cool breezetouched my earsWith voices from the pastI wanted to hear. The empty sea shorewhere our interlaced fingers found hopeOn the same sea shorecan be frequently found walking alone. Smiling remembering thosecomfortable conversations Gliding barefootwith waiting heart palpitations. A sudden urge of tearsfilled these happy eyesClearly can listen to those loving words in… Read More The Empty Sea Shore