Sunday On The Shore : A Remembrance As Prose

a tree
on the beach
shadowed
the smile
she squinted
from under
the peak
of an old
soldier’s cap
and I caught
the moment
all sun
and breeze
scented sand
and her lips
curled
in memory
silvered and gold
for eternity

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