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I have a photo of  a day on the beach

A perfect day to remember

In case I need a reminder 

That once I lived  in the eye of  providence

And everything made perfect sense 

And you were so beautiful in that moment

As the waves played music on the sand

And you danced your quiet dance

With your daughter by your side

And laughter in your eyes 

Beach Comber

 

I have a photo of you finding sea shells

A sand dollar fit perfect in your hand 

There were so many you got rich

And you put them in your basket

But you saved one to give to me

And you were so beautiful in that moment

And I was living in the eye of providence

And everything made perfect sense

As the waves played music on the sand

And you danced your quiet dance

With your mother by your side

And laughter in your eyes

 

 

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Comments

Encounterd your blog on Greg's The Journal Of Henry David Thoreau. This is a lovely, lovely poem.

Cathy,
Thank you so much.
Sincerely,
Tim

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