mug of tea in one hand and her hand in the other
seagull prints and mermaids purses, seaweed bracelets and a beach rose in her hair
discovering the wonder in the simple things...relishing the awe in her voice when she exclaims, "the sand! it's sparkling!"
the beach revealing little treasures; rocks worn smooth by the waves and shells shaped like shark teeth
her sandy feet leaving little girl prints
she dares the waves to kiss her toes and shrieks in happy protest when they do
if she's not asking questions, she is humming her delight
the sound of the waves rolling onto the shore and the spray catching us unawares
tasting the salt on her cheek when I steal a kiss
our shadows, reflecting how we feel, race ahead on our way down the beach and lag behind on our way back
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