I can see you in my mind's eye
warmer than a photograph
leading me to Boulders Beach
along the Bridle Path.
In sunhat and glasses
you'd sit shelling your peas
while I took my lilo
to ride the wild seas.
Your body grew older
but to me you're always young
mysterious in your sunhat
hallowed by the sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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