The Beach

Along the beach we walk hand in hand;

Dragging our feet throught the crystal white sand.

Through the wind that blows so strong

We hear the words to our favorite song

When the sun sets at night;

We look up at the bright moonlight.

And in the morning when the sun begins to rise;

We look into each others eyes.

We see the love we use to know;

And wonder why we let it go.

                                                    BY

                                                   Marian