to get to a place where the shoes all watched the waves roll in
and the crabs hid from the tiny hands that held them
and tunnels peeked out from our spot on the beach
we had to take a little walk...
our house was a block from the sea
but we found a way to make even the simple stroll an event to enjoy
we stopped at "mr.Gecko's" palm tree before we crossed the street
and said said hello
and always visited {but not to closely} "mr. cactus"
to wish him well
and the littles got to choose what big would hold their hand
....or their body
I am not sure who loved it more............
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I love your words and memories. Such a talent you have for remembering in a unique way.
Sad you will be absent from here soon but at least I will still have this to read daily to get my dose of my Friend ;) Will miss you.
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