Hand in hand
we walk the beach
past boats and docks, counting the waves and rocks.
Hand in hand
we watch the sky.
The sunset starts,
the colors hug our hearts.
Hand in hand
the seasons pass
year after year,
watching wrinkles appear.
Year after year,
the seasons pass
hand in hand.
The colors hug our hearts,
the sunset starts.
We watch the sky
hand in hand.
Counting the waves and rocks
past boats and docks.
We walk the beach
hand in hand.
I’m so relieved that nicer weather and longer days are finally upon us! I think this winter since January has really dragged on. The fact that we couldn’t go visit anyone, no play dates for the kids…just being at home has slowed the cold winter months. Don’t get me wrong! I love not having to go out and see people but I also love getting out for short little breaks with friends.
Hope you had a great week!
-Ang
4 replies on “Passing Time”
The way you feel about beaches I feel about mountains. Universal.
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Ahhhh…this is sweet, Angie. Hand in hand. 😊
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Loved the photo and the poem, Ang. Glad you all can get out and about again. 🙂
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+10 here today and we are out on our bubble deck drinking an icy beverage. Life is good and warmer tomorrow. Enjoy the warm weather Angie. Allan
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