went to the beach
a lonely beach
only a few shell hunters
and a couple watching
the sunset
no clouds and a near winter sun
a bright ball that turned golden
for a few moments then fell out of view
a moment of color
then darkness
I ventured into the water
to have the wavws wash over my feet
not the warm summer feeling
but pleasant all the same
no hand to hold
no lips to kiss
no smile to enjoy
no chance to hear a gentle word
don't feel sorry because all is well
just settling into a different
territory
maybe tomorrow I will
sing
or laugh
now just a slow walk
with sand on my feet
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