Poem for her 824

Dear Readers,


The beach walk

There was the sand dunes just over a rise
Suds from t he water coming in lapping our feet
The soft morning light not yet harsh
Breezes over the water salty air
The walk was a first this week
We'd plan one for this evening too
If the sun wasn't so hot as yesterday
The sunrise fresher than the forest
Hardly anything to stop it at water's edge
Cards to while away the afternoon hours
Light sandwiches and a glass of wine
The days were slower here
The waves picked up speed near these rocks
We could hear the gulls asking for fish
The salt on your skin was a nice taste in a kiss
Off to the beach house soon as we turned back
Just a short walk hand in hand till then
Summer glazed off the water's suds splash splash

Happy Birthday Babe,


Charles.