Footprints in the sand 💙

All washed away with yon ebb and flow of tidal treasuries

Reminisced amidst long lost distant reveries

Fulfillments from our magical mindfulness of summaries..

Summers spent collecting sea shells on that beautiful briney beach

Deafened by those squawking Seagulls with the horizon out of reach

Amusing little tiny tots entertained betwixt excited speech

Competitions building majestic sand castles and playful pleasure judging each..

And our days spent at the seaside we will always remember

When the sun burnt our sandy skins still in those early Septembers

With our sausages sizzling on yon barbecues of embers

Where Grandma and Grandad joined all their family members