Feet squish-squash in receding tidal sand.
One set of foot prints. Could there be two.
You blaze into my life with bunches of sunflowers
Yellow balloons, orange junk jewelry.
You make me laugh at silly things.
Who brings you
Walk with me
on this beach
in this solstice sunset
and I will.
Written for The Rattling Bones Sunday Inspiration Quote 11.