Midnight moon reflecting off the ocean’s wave tops
Warm ocean water rolling over our bare feet
Strolling slowly to feel each grain of sand so moist and soft beneath
Together hands held tight, as eyes take neither out of their sight
Stopping to listen to the ocean’s sweet melody of rolling waves
Soft whispers to each other of our love today
Taking her small soft hand holding it tender in mine
My soft lips her hand now feels
Kisses so special sending a thrill
Looking behind we see our foot paths washed away
Eyes making contact and saying the same
The ocean can’t remove the foot paths we made this day
John Thomas Banasiewicz Jr
Copyright 2004
Monette
Robert
Sandie May Angel
Specially precious as you had someone by your side to share this with you.
Outstanding photo.
~Rose~
Reindeer
Absolutely remarkable work.
Lisa
Stunning piece Tommy.....
LP
I agree with Thomas...we should all remember the beautiful
moments and not the 'sands' of time wash them away.
Beautiful poem, my friend~!!
~Linda
Wow!! This one is a Knocker buddy!!
Love Tinka